I was lending some books to a friend yesterday when a marker fell out and I was reminded of a paragraph that I liked very much. Here it is.
Excerpt from Still Life by Sarah Winman
There is beauty in our garden at the moment, lovely Snowdrops, more and more appearing……..
and more Iris Reticulata, this time in our Three Wise Monkeys planter, made many years ago for me by a local artist,Jeremy Beswick.
The Writers’ Block has moved to Redruth and is in the old Library, the building now known as The Ladder. Today was their opening day and lived up to expectations. It really is “an inspirational space with events and activities for all ages and abilities cultivating writing confidence, creativity and enjoyment.”
Enjoy the gallery and click on photos to read the explanatory captions. Do click on the website to read about Simon Armitage.
We had a shared lunch at the allotment today – lots of courgettes in evidence! My muffins (recipe to come as soon as I can) were joined by Courgette Fritters and more muffins and some delicious Cinnamon rolls. I took some photos of a couple of flowers around the plot.
Chatting together we talked about travelling and learning languages and I remembered learning some IsiZulu for our volunteering in Mapoch, near Pretoria when we first retired. I made flash cards to learn with and afterwards wrote a diary of our experiences. Here is the opening paragraph of my diary and some of my flash cards.
After singing at the eco park this afternoon, this lovely bunch of marigolds in a blue painted trough caught my eye.
My lovely Mum died in 1994 and these words of Tennyson ring true. She was the gardener who inspired me.
Another gloriously orange flower, one of the Californa Poppies.
Live Wire No 3 loves beautiful things as I do. She, too, is a 
Today the family went to the Eden Project for a fabulous day out. LiveWire No 3 took some photos for me and is here my guest blogger. These pictures were taken in the Rainforest Biome. 
Thank you very much T.
I visited friends this afternoon and took a little posy of Spring flowers picked from our front garden. 
Music restores the soul.
Knitters and crocheters around Britain make post box toppers to mark all sorts of occasions. I really love this one photographed in Cornwall (not by me) showing the care of Cornwall for Ukraine. .
A new word came my way. I think it’s very descriptive, a word that is ‘ripe for revival!’.
I am enchanted by the thought that each of us is 93% stardust!.
We have several daffodil bulbs up and with buds!
Good advice from Gandhi.
My brother has written today to confirm the story I told you yesterday. How Sidney Poitier came to hear of Mum’s work, we don’t know except that she was known within the teaching world for her excellence in teaching deaf children. My brother thinks he had a deaf child himself and wanted to know from the best how to help her.
I missed this Hydrangea bloom from my blog yesterday, in the front garden. Lots of plants seem fooled by the unseasonably warm weather we are having.
I have quoted Arundhati Roy before and love these words of hers too.
Imagine another world. Arundhati Roy
Dear Reader, have you watched “Don’t Look Up” ? If not, please do. It’ll set you thinking.
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