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Feather, Petals, Moss and Lichen

My walk the other day in Burncoose gardens was so beautiful, I took the lovely Mr S around today and it didn’t disappoint! Join us for another beautiful walkabout.

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Daffodils, A Poem and A Magnolia Moon Sky

Part of our front garden is crowded with daffodils and this delightful little poem by Sue Cowling ,which I read a few days ago, comes to mind when I see them.

Ten Syllables for Spring 

daffylonglegs
blowing
buttered trumpets. 

Daffodils in our garden

Daffodils in our garden

Behind the Magnolia tree in the beautiful blue sky the moon was rising.

Look carefully to see the moon

Look carefully to see the moon

 

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Primroses, Magnolia and A Man With A Dog

1  Walking into town today, the first time in several weeks, the hedgerows are suddenly full of delicately pale primroses. This bank of primroses is on the hill up to the Library.

Cornish hedge full of primroses

Cornish hedge full of primroses

2    Coming back up the lane a Magnolia was in full flower, glorious against the blue sky. The sun was warm this morning too.

Magnolia

Magnolia

3   We had a walk on the sands at Marazion this afternoon (though by that time the sun had gone in)  almost the only people on that stretch away from the causeway apart from a man with his dog, their left feet in unison!

Man with his dog

Man with his dog

 

 

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Magnolia,Train Journey Home and Memories of Babel

1    Saw this last magnolia blossom in North Finchley on our way to Woodside Park tube station.

Magnolia

2   The sun shone all the way home lighting up the amazingly yellow fields. The sheep and lambs seemed pleased to be drying out and I had four hours reading time! Almost finished ‘Restless’ by William Boyd.

Oil seed rape blossom

On a hill just before Truro

3   Babel was a surreal and amazing experience! It was promenade theatre where we walked through the tree lined paths of Caledonian Park – along which were individuals living their individual lives, playing the piano, peeling vegetables, knitting, typing – into the open space in front of the very beautiful Clock Tower built in 1855. In this space, tramping through chocolate thick mud, the people came together to build their city. There was music and fire and story telling. Very few photos worked  (no flash allowed) but here’s a taster:

Knitting

Peeling vegetables

Playing the piano

Typing

Beautiful paper models, two of many

The Clock Tower, Caledonian Park

I don’t want to tell you more at this point -I want you to go and see it if you can and I don’t want to spoil it for you!

 

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