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Leaf, Crochet and A Poem
What a glorious leaf we saw on our walk round the block this damp afternoon.
I am teaching myself to crochet hearts. I am hoping to make heart key rings for Hearts Together, the Hospital Hotel who looked after me so well last month. They’ve put out a call for these little hearts to help raise money for the charity. I can crochet squares but following a pattern is a bit more of a challenge.
Any poem by Mary Oliver pleases me and this is no exception. I especially love the way she imagines how the trees might be feeling at this time of year and the description of the wind ‘pumping its bellows.’
Message for Beth in the comments.
Apostrophe, Mist, A Poem and A Photo
It’s International Apostrophe Day today and I wrote to the Guardian about apostrophe use in our small town. My letter (edited by them!)Â was published. . 


A misty morning and a yacht moored beside the car park
Yesterday, a poem by Mary Oliver was quoted during Ti’s celebration. I didn’t know it but today I found it. 
I’ve just been replying to all the lovely comments left about Ti and was reminded of her joining in with knitting her metre of the Peace Scarf for Wool Against Weapons. 
Nursery Washing Line, Lights and A Poem
I loved this washing line outside the nursery that we passed on Thursday, Santa costumes and fairy outfits – just delightful.
We were in Falmouth last night for the funniest show of Christmas, Christmas. Time. by Near-Ta Theatre and the street lights were lovely.
We love our visits to our Dear friend Ti and sharing poems with her. This was one of the ones we all enjoyed today, by Mary Oliver.
October, Posy and A Poem
Action for happiness are focussing on optimism this month.
We visited our Dear Friend, Ti, today and took her a garden posy, lots still in bloom as Autumn arrives.
Ti had a book of Mary Oliver poems and we read several which were new to me though I’ve posted several of her poems here before. Here’s one which we all enjoyed this morning.
 If I Were by Mary Oliver
There are lots of ways to dance and
to spin, sometimes it just starts my
feet first then my entire body, I am
spinning no one can see it but it is
happening. I am so glad to be alive,
I am so glad to be loving and loved.
Even if I were close to the finish,
even if I were at my final breath, I
would be here to take a stand, bereft
of such astonishments, but for them.






























