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Kindness of Strangers, Armandii and Gladioli

In fact the strangers today were us. As we were leaving a car park in Truro, a young woman with two children in the car – her father’s – drove in and forgot that there was a top box on the car. The box became wedged under the barrier and she could move neither forward nor backwards. The lovely Mr S tried various ways to free the car and eventually went to a nearby hardware store to borrow a crowbar. He discovered that they keep one under the counter especially for such  an emergency. The older boy, about 12 years old, was distraught and allowed me to hug and reassure him while the car was being freed. The younger boy, about 8, thought it all a great adventure though they were both disturbed that so many people seemed to find their plight funny. Some 45 minutes later, they were able to drive away, albeit with a broken top box, waving madly and grinning at us both with relief.

Our Clematis Armandii is in bloom. It is supposed to flower in February/ March. It is cold and very not-summery but not really that cold!

Armandii blossom

Our dramatic Flame Gladioli makes us both smile, here with Verbena Bonariensis and daisies. Look carefully and you will spot a few nearly ripe Blackberries.

Flame Gladioli

 
 

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Sunset, Clouds and A Rainbow

Last night’s sunset was truly special, lighting the sky with a fireball.

Sunset over Porthtowan from our front bedroom

Gradually the clouds lit up becoming peachy gold.

Golden clouds from our front bedroom window

Suddenly there was a brief shower and I scooted to the back of the house and, yes! There was a rainbow and golden light on the far hedges.

Rainbow from a back window

 

Love-in-a-Mist, Golden Horizon and Happy Days

Rain in the night left rain drops on the Nigella flowers and buds and they glistened in the early morning light.

We have just returned from Porthtowan where there was a golden glow on the horizon behind the surfers.

Porthtowan

Sorting threw up this photo yesterday, of me at about 10 or 11 years old with my Guide troop as we were about to set off for a week camping in Coverack.

Girl Guides off to camp

 

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Boot Sale, Marazion and Coffee Cake

We went early to the car boot sale this morning in the hope of finding baby walkers for our Grandbaby twins who will be visiting very soon. (Imagine the growing excitement!)  We didn’t find walkers but we did find two activity mats which look like fun though now that M is rolling he may not stay on his very long!

After the very busy car boot sale, we went on to Marazion – cool but always beautiful.

Here in Britain, if one makes a coffee cake, it will have coffee in it (like the very delicious Coffee and Pecan Cake)  but we learned when visiting America, that there, a coffee cake is one that goes well with a cup of coffee! Today I felt like baking and found numerous recipes – the one I finally made is an amalgam and it tastes as good as it looks! I’ll post the recipe this week.

Blueberry Streusel Cake

 

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Fountain, Feeding and Engine Houses

Our copper fountain has been installed at last. It is in the last patch of the garden to be sorted and I have all the ferns and shade lovers ready to plant around it. I love the sound of the trickling water.  We put the pebbles into each cup to enhance the trickle sound.

Fountain trickles

We walked up the back around The Great Flat Lode tonight and were amused by the cows eating in tandem and the calf having a good feed. We are so lucky to be able to walk out of the front door and into such spaces.

Calf having supper

Munching grass in unison

Along the trail is Wheal Uny and another engine house. From one angle they looked very like the ones Dad had sketched many years ago (see yesterday’s post)  but aren’t quite right. The mast would have gone up much later and the bushes have grown but we think we have to keep looking.

Engine houses up on the Flat Lode Trail – the ones Dad sketched?

 

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Silver Wings, A Sketch and Micere Githae Mugo

Sometimes a photograph you have just taken sings back at you with its beauty. Such is this one of a bee gathering nectar. I love how its wings are shimmering and even more, I love the shadow cast by that delicacy. Zoom in – it’s gorgeous!

Silver wings and a shadow

Still sorting! In fact it is a mammoth task as I am a bit of a sentimental hoarder, but it, too, is throwing up gems. In an old sketch book that I thought was empty, the sketches having been taken out, I found this by my Dad of some engine houses. Sadly I don’t know which ones.

Charcoal sketch by my Dad, David Wiseman

More serendipity when I decide to find a new poem to share with you, dear Reader. In Wendy Cope’s collection, Is That the New Moon, which I have had for many years, I found this one by Micere Githae Mugo.

DAUGHTER OF MY PEOPLE, SING!

sing daughter sing
make a song
and sing
beat out your own rhythms
the rhythms of your life
but make the song soulful
and make life
sing

Take the advice! Make life sing!

 

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In the Grounds of Falmouth University

Quite an adventure this morning as a good friend from choir and I navigated the many paths through the grounds to try to find the AMATA, Academy of Music and Theatre Arts at Falmouth University where our choir were rehearsing this morning. What a beautiful environment to study in!

 

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