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Baby Beanies, Ice Patterns and Seeds

I’ve been knitting tiny little hats for premature babies at our local hospital. They are in three colours, red for the very poorly ones, orange for this who are getting better and green for those are nearly ready to go home.  Time to contact the co-ordinator for collection. My camera has reproduced the red very badly!

Traffic light hats

Thawing the soup for lunch, this pretty pattern turned up on the icy plastic pint pot as it sat in a pan of cold water.

More seeds arrived today – great delight all round and more plans for Summer colour.

Sweet Peas for scent in the day , Nicotiana for evening scent, Nasturtiums for colour and salads and Poppies for their rich colours and lovely seed pods.

 

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My Wish For You

For all my Dear Readers, words from Maya Angelou, My Wish for You

CONTINUE – By Maya Angelou

My wish for you
Is that you continue

Continue

To be who and how you are
To astonish a mean world
With your acts of kindness

Continue

To allow humor to lighten the burden
Of your tender heart

Continue

In a society dark with cruelty
To let the people hear the grandeur
Of God in the peals of your laughter

Continue

To let your eloquence
Elevate the people to heights
They had only imagined

Continue

To remind the people that
Each is as good as the other
And that no one is beneath
Nor above you

Continue

To remember your own young years
And look with favor upon the lost
And the least and the lonely

Continue

To put the mantel of your protection
Around the bodies of
The young and defenseless

Continue

To take the hand of the despised
And diseased and walk proudly with them
In the high street
Some might see you and
Be encouraged to do likewise

Continue

To plant a public kiss of concern
On the cheek of the sick
And the aged and infirm
And count that as a
Natural action to be expected

Continue

To let gratitude be the pillow
Upon which you kneel to
Say your nightly prayer
And let faith be the bridge
You build to overcome evil
And welcome good

Continue

To ignore no vision
Which comes to enlarge your range
And increase your spirit

Continue

To dare to love deeply
And risk everything
For the good thing

Continue

To float
Happily in the sea of infinite substance
Which set aside riches for you
Before you had a name

Continue

And by doing so
You and your work
Will be able to continue
Eternally

Wonderful thoughts.

 
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Posted by on January 3, 2020 in Uncategorized

 

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Orange, Comma and Hope

This beauty, name needed, is in my lovely neighbour’s conservatory.

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As an English teacher, this amused me.

a cat and a comma

In these increasingly difficult times, I have to believe the following.

Better days are on the way

As my very wise Mum used to say when things were bad, “This too will pass,” and she was always right. I have to believe it is so now and that we will rise up against the bad stuff, together, and we will make these bad times, these frightening times, be only temporary.

 

 
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Posted by on January 30, 2017 in Beauty, nature, Photography, postaday2017

 

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Text, Email and Arundhati Roy

There are no photos to go with the two best things of today – a delightful text from LiveWire No 1 asking when we can go back to Spain as she is missing us and later, an email from LiveWire No 2 saying how much he enjoyed our visit and hoping we had enjoyed his company too! These two are both eight years old and have made my day!

Listen to our world as she breathes. There is hope.on-a-quiet-day-i-can-hear-her-breathing

 
 

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Happy New Year To You All and A Poem


Thanks to Shelagh in Vermont for introducing me to this perfect poem for today, New Year Poem by May Sarton.

Let us step outside for a moment

As the sun breaks through clouds

And shines on wet new fallen snow,

And breathe the new air.

So much has died that had to die this year.
We are dying away from things.

It is a necessity—we have to do it

Or we shall be buried under the magazines,

The too many clothes, the too much food.

We have dragged it all around

Like dung beetles

Who drag piles of dung

Behind them on which to feed,

In which to lay their eggs.
Let us step outside for a moment

Among ocean, clouds, a white field,

Islands floating in the distance.

They have always been there.

But we have not been there.
We are going to drive slowly
And see the small poor farms,

The lovely shapes of leafless trees

Their shadows blue on the snow.

We are going to learn the sharp edge

Of perception after a day’s fast.
There is nothing to fear.

About this revolution…

Though it will change our minds.

Aggression, violence, machismo

Are fading from us

Like old photographs

Faintly ridiculous

(Did a man actually step like a goose

To instill fear?

Does a boy have to kill

To become a man?)
Already there are signs.

Young people plant gardens.

Fathers change their babies’ diapers

And are learning to cook.
Let us step outside for a moment.

It is all there

Only we have been slow to arrive

At a way of seeing it.

Unless the gentle inherit the earth

There will be no earth.

 
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Posted by on January 1, 2017 in Beauty, Kindness

 

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Rumi, A Sunset and A Summer Meadow

We all need hope in these dark days of Winter. These words from Rumi and the accompanying photo came my way today and I thought I would like to share them with you.

“Even the darkest night will end,
And the sun will rise again.

~ Rumi”

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A lovely friend and neighbour has looked after me today, bringing over some ginger and lemon Yogi tea. On the label were more wise words which conjure up for me a picture of a wild flower filled meadow – Poppies, Cornflowers, Daisies. The photo is of the smiling wild meadow in The Lost Gardens of Heligan.

“The clouds must weep before the meadow smiles.”

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wild flower meadow

 

 

 
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Posted by on December 20, 2016 in Beauty, environment, nature, Photography

 

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Swifts, a Poem for Our Times

A good friend sent me this poem by Kim Ridgeon which I found very apt for our ‘troubled times’ and very moving. 

We must have hope in the darkness, must love and live and above all, be kind to those we know and to those strangers whom we pass in the street and those whom we meet. Think about the Swifts.  Thank you Kim for this. 

We went to a beautiful and life affirming wedding yesterday and will post some photos when I have solved how to get the photos out of my camera! I didn’t have a memory card and recorded direct to the camera……

 
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Posted by on July 18, 2016 in Beauty

 

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Feather with Raindrops and Emily Dickinson

Feather and raindrops

Feather and raindrops

Isn’t this a beautiful little poem?

‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
By the time you read this, we should be on our way home from our American adventure.
 

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