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Mural, New Recipe and A Poem

Each season the mural on one of my favourite shops, Just Delights, is changed. This winter one has been up for a while ……It shows the main street of Penryn.

by Elizabeth Perry

Our dear neighbour came in for dinner this evening, a late celebration of the lovely Mr S’s birthday. I invented a new cheesecake recipe which has gone down a treat!

Blueberry and Lime Cheesecake

And a poem for you, one that I like

The Weight of Sweetness – Li-Young Lee 

No easy thing to bear, the weight of sweetness.

Song, wisdom, sadness, joy: sweetness
equals three of any of these gravities.

See a peach bend
the branch and strain the stem until
it snaps.
Hold the peach, try the weight, sweetness
and death so round and snug
in your palm.
And, so, there is
the weight of memory:

Windblown, a rain-soaked
bough shakes, showering
the man and the boy.
They shiver in delight,
and the father lifts from his son’s cheek
one green leaf
fallen like a kiss.

The good boy hugs a bag of peaches
his father has entrusted
to him.
Now he follows
his father, who carries a bagful in each arm.
See the look on the boy’s face
as his father moves
faster and farther ahead, while his own steps
flag, and his arms grow weak, as he labors
under the weight
of peaches.

 

 

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Reflections, Pink and Heart

Singing was lovely as always with the backdrop of The Penryn River.

Up The Penryn River

Walking back this morning, I spotted several lovely Camellias.

Pink Camellia

The following came my way today and I thought I would share it.

I love this!

 

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Gylly Beach, Egret and High Tide

I had a delightful walk along Cliff Road today in bright sunshine. Unexpectedly I met a couple of lovely friends so we sat and chatted for an hour or so looking out over the sea.

Our view

I then went to Freeman’s Wharf where the lovely Mr S and daughter No1 are working on the boat. We had Cornish pasties for lunch together on the quayside and watched the Egret fishing at low tide.

Egret on the low tide mud

As I left the tide had turned and was coming in.

Reflections, tide coming in

As the workers left the yard, the tide was right up and M took this photo for me of the water lapping at the car park.

High tide at Penryn

 

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Screen, Misty River and Hall for Cornwall

On my walk to choir this morning, I passed this colourful screen.

Found in Penryn

The river was particularly lovely in the early mist. I was a little late to choir so couldn’t take a photo but my singing pal Jan had done so and has sent me this beauty to share.

Penryn River in morning mist, taken by Jan

We have been singing tonight at the Hall for Cornwall, at the very last event before the developers move in tomorrow to begin work on the redesigned theatre which will take about eighteen months. The key was handed over with the words from a local child, “Please look after our theatre!”
On our way home after a meal out with lovely friends, first a Badger loped across our path and later a Hedgehog. No photos, but they both crossed the road safely.

 
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Posted by on September 27, 2018 in Beauty, Cornwall, Photography

 

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A Planter, A Boot Scraper and A Survivor

After an uplifting singing session at the Zed Shed, I walked up through Penryn to get my hair cut. Firstly, I spotted a pretty planter with beautiful white poppies and just one orange one.

Pretty planter

Further up the road, there was a lovely old cast iron boot-scraper with a scallop shell and two fish. There were several more boot scrapers along the way which I shall collect in the future.

Boot scraper

Further still up the hill, on a window sill, was a Mexican Fleabane plant, surviving with little or no nourishment. These pretty little daisies seem to grow anywhere they can find a toe-hold. I love its Latin name too!

Mexican Fleabane (Erigeron karvinskianus)

 

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Suffragette Songs, A View and A Marmalade Cat

We were practising Ethel Smythe’s Suffragette anthem, “March of the Women” this morning and Claire had moved on from our part to the sopranos so I went on to the balcony to take photos of our beautiful view. (See below.) Just under the balcony were pots of purple flowers in small green planters, serendipitously the colours of the Suffragettes, purple, white and green.

Purple, white and green

The view, as always, was stunning.

View down The Penryn River

This afternoon, the lovely Mr S and I went to the garden centre to try to find some Runner Bean plants. This beautiful Marmalade Cat was lounging on the counter reminding me of Orlando, the Marmalade Cat, a delightful story book from my childhood and written by Kathleen Hale,  Anyone else remember Orlando?

A Marmalade cat at the garden centre

 

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Bertolt Brecht, Mural and Purple Cauliflower 

Singing with the Suitcase Singers this morning lifted all our spirits. As Bertolt Brecht wrote while in exile from Nazi Germany: 

In the dark times/ Will there be singing?/ Yes, there will always be singing………

Here is a view down the Penryn River where we look as we sing.

On the way home I stopped off at one of my favourite shop, Just Delights, where they change the mural each season. Here comes Winter.

Later we were shopping and found a purple cauliflower which we have had tonight as a pink Cauliflower Cheese!

 
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Posted by on November 10, 2016 in art, Beauty, Cornwall, environment

 

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