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Tiny Socks, Warm Bath and Pea Souk Cafe

1  A friend saw my little golden-boots in yesterday’s post and sent me this picture. What beautiful little socks and such skill of the maker to whom I send the utmost admiration! Do click to see the detail.

Tiny socks

2   I love this beautiful advice sent to me today by a young friend.  Putting them in water if they are crabby is such brilliant advice! A warm bath works wonders!

How to really love a child

3    We’ve been out to eat tonight at the most amazing little vegetarian restaurant, Pea Souk in Falmouth. What a delicious spread and everything freshly prepared and all grown here in Cornwall if not right there in Falmouth.

Bruschetta of Mozzarella, pea shoots, homegrown rocket pesto and radishes

Indian plate of Keralan green pea cakes, coconut, spinach and fresh curry leaf broth, aloo gobi, rice, carrot salad

Delicious Key Lime pie

 

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Washing Line, Curly Roots and Thomas Hardy

1   Seeing the children’s clothes on the line this beautiful sunny morning gave me such a lovely feeling! (I know the wall isn’t beautiful right now but it will be when we’ve finished!)

Baby washing

2  Tipping out an old flower pot this morning, we discovered this beautiful pattern of roots.

Curly roots

3   It rained this afternoon (more petrichor!) so we stayed in and played. Tabitha spent the afternoon unloading one section of the bookcase and piling them up beside me on the carpet and then putting them back. She obviously takes after her Mum and me in her appreciation of Thomas Hardy!

Thomas Hardy novels

 
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Posted by on June 2, 2012 in books, family, home, literature, nature

 

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Smells of Senegal, London Underground and Khalil Gibran on Children

1  Such a lovely thing – when I use my hairdryer, it blows out the beautiful incensey smell that was in our apartment in Pikine in Senegal bringing back all those lovely memories.

2  We’ve just bought a new shower curtain with the Tube map on it! Click on it to make it big enough to read.

London Underground Map on our new shower curtain

3  I’ve just come back from the run-through of tomorrow’s Baby Naming Ceremony, firstly a beautiful drive down to Potager Garden though lanes lined by ancient  trees and then the words of the Ceremony which contain the following from Kahlil Gibran, words that Mr S and I love and the philosophy which we tried to keep in mind while bringing up our own four children:

“Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.


You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.”

 

 
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Posted by on April 20, 2012 in books, home, poetry, Senegal, senses, travel

 

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