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Autumn Tidy, Blue Sky and Truro, City of Lights

1   A truly beautiful and warm Autumn day today and we spent most of it in the garden doing a general tidy up.

2   The bluest sky all day…

A Cornish blue sky

3   Tonight it was the annual City Of Lights parade in Truro. Every school, college and many businesses make paper lanterns from the simple ones that the children make to the most elaborate and enormous effigies. The theme was royalty and there were crowns and kings and queens galore. It is a delightful affair. and thousands turn out to watch the parade which also has bands, drummers and dancers.

Greetings from Truro

Lanterns from Bosvigo School, the primary school I went to as a child

Crown lanterns

One of the biggest lanterns

 

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Present of a Rainbow, Graffiti Grannys, Poem for Remembrance Day and Windy Walk

1   A beautiful thing when I opened up the computer this morning – a rainbow for me from a good friend. Thank you, John.

Rainbow from John R

2   A message from another friend, Shelagh, in Vermont alerted me to a brilliant piece of work by The Graffiti Grannys – a Union Jack decorated with knitted and crocheted poppies put up on a fence outside the Parish Church in Camborne, 10 minutes away from us. We set off to find it but at 12.15 it had already been taken down even though the Remembrance Day parade was only just finishing. These photos then, sadly, are not mine. Thank you to the photographer.

Graffiti Grannys’ flag

3   This is a very beautiful poem from WW1 which I hope you will like too. It’s by Margaret Postgate Cole, a pacifist, a feminist, an atheist and a socialist (so a fair amount in common with me then! I wish I also had her facility with words.)

The Falling Leaves

Today, as I rode by,
I saw the brown leaves dropping from their tree
In a still afternoon,
When no wind whirled them whistling to the sky,
But thickly, silently,
They fell, like snowflakes wiping out the noon;
And wandered slowly thence
For thinking of a gallant multitude
Which now all withering lay,
Slain by no wind of age or pestilence,
But in their beauty strewed
Like snowflakes falling on the Flemish clay.

Sea, sky and sunshine on St Ives across the bay

4    After our walk in Camborne we went down to Hayle where the sea and sky together were very beautiful and all our cobwebs were blown away!
 

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