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New Earrings, Moth and A Poem

Some time ago I saw some book earrings and discovered that they could be made for any book cover so I ordered some of my Dad’s most loved story, The Fate of Jeremy Visick, and they arrived today. I am absolutely delighted with them!

We found a moth on the side of the shed, very well camouflaged.

I think this is a Galium Carpet moth

I have a new poem for you. It is written by Rachel Rooney who once said we should ‘start the day and end the day with a poem’ – an excellent rule to live by!  This is Seeker

Eyes as wide as continents brim with the water between,
Seeks a different future. Looks back on what has been.

Mouth seeks another language. Shapes a different air.
Unfamiliar classroom ways. The other whispered prayer.

Heart seeks home. One it  left and one it took along.
Echoes in the distance. Skips to a playground song.

 

 

 
 

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Squirrels, John Muir and A Cherub

There were two squirrels in the garden today, seeming to be a youngster and a parent. My picture is a bit blurry as they were scampering about and wouldn’t stay still for a photo!

I came across the following words from John Muir today and loved them, especially the last ones, ‘each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.’
“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.”
   John Muir, also known as “John of the Mountains” and “Father of the National Parks”, was a Scottish-born American naturalist, author, environmental philosopher, botanist, zoologist, glaciologist, and early advocate for the preservation of wilderness in the United States. (From Wikipedia)

When we were in the churchyard in Helston the other day, I noticed, and was rather taken with, this chubby little cherub sitting and snoozing or contemplating for all time.

 

 

 

March, Narcissi and A Song

March has lived up to the words of Charles Dickens in Great Expectations – as well as the rain, we have experienced delightful apricity and bitter winds,

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. ~ Great Expectations

I’ve brought some of our narcissi in so that they don’t get too battered by the rains, hail and wind!

We have been  learning the following beautiful song, The Lost Words Blessing,  with both my choirs. There is no session this coming week so I thought I’d share it with you as I have been listening to it today, trying to learn it all by heart. .

The following words are taken from the YouTube version. Do click on it to read the rest.
Spell Songs is a musical evolution of both The Lost Words & The Lost Spells books by acclaimed author Robert Macfarlane and award-winning illustrator Jackie Morris; featuring the multifaceted talents and collaborative genius of Karine Polwart, Julie Fowlis, Seckou Keita, Kris Drever, Rachel Newton, Beth Porter and Jim Molyneux. Find out more about Spell Songs and order our albums here: https://www.thelostwords.org/spell-so…

 

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Victorian Cornwall and One Narcissi

Today I came across a delightful little book that I inherited and that I have not looked at closely enough before. It is full of quirky comments and charming line drawings. The preface explains that this was the impressions of an American in Victorian times visiting Cornwall. .

I love the description of the never-ending rain and mizzle. Plus ca change!

What a lovely description!  The original article was by William H Rideing and first published in Harper’s New Monthly Magazine in 1881.

The relentless rain has beaten down our first multi-headed narcissus so I have brought it in. It’s much daintier than the photo suggests and it  has the loveliest scent.

 
 

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A Poem, An Angel and Peace

What Would You Take? by Serhiy Zhadan

Read by Olha Lemesheva in Truro Cathedral 19 December 2023

People, like snails, wait for the evening
Sleeping so soundly, so deeply in stations
Women who left clean bedsheets back home
Children who cling to their mother’s hand.

What will you take, little snail, from your burning home?
First of all, faith that you will return.
Remember the way the furniture stood;
Hide the keys in your pocket like a dried flower.

This is your road – walked by the voiceless.
Overnight stays between silence and rain.
Be brave, snails, know your worth on this journey.
You’re denied a home – never a heart.

The work of ShelterBox was highlighted throughout the concert and a comment made that  we had all experienced, for a short time, how things can change in a moment. Yes, we went out into the cold – but we could return to the Cathedral after the fire alarm and then to our own homes.

I’ve been sent a photo of one of my recently sold Angels. It’s always good to see them in their new homes.

The need for peace is in all our hearts.

 

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Empathy and Christmas is Coming

The lovely Mr S has put up the outdoor Christmas tree of lights. I love it..

 

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Above All, Be Kind

It’s World Kindness day and don’t we need it everywhere at the moment?

“If you can learn a simple trick, Scout, you’ll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view, until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.” 
– Atticus Finch in To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee

 

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Beauty, Snowdrops and Three Wise Monkeys

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.

 

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Marigolds, Mum and A Poppy

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.

 

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Spring Posy, Music and Street Art

I visited friends this afternoon and took a little posy of Spring flowers picked from our front garden.

Music restores the soul.

 

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