I’ve been making glass trees! Here are the first two.
There was a very pretty pink sunset as I drove to and arrived at choir this evening.
What a very clever and like-minded crossword compiler put this one together!
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Trees, Sunset and A Crossword
A Wren, A Bag and Sunset
All the bird books came out this morning as all the artists at Fannie and Fox have been asked to consider making a Wren in their chosen medium for the next exhibition. Between us, Mr S and I came up with the design and so I cut, foiled and soldered. The came another challenge, how to incorporate some discarded jewellery as I do on every piece. I found a tiny black bead for the eye and the lovely Mr S suggested earring hooks for the feet. Here is my little wren which we are both delighted with. It is life size, about 9 cms.
We packed up D’s djembe yesterday and I missed the beautiful padded jacket that it has.
We went to see the sunset at the North Coast this evening but, while quite dramatic, it wasn’t a patch on last night’s beauty.That’s Godrevy Lighthouse on the little island left of centre.
Angels, Brooches and Clothing
I’ve been on duty today at the Gallery where I show my glass. In the quiet moments, I managed to foil some more angels for the Christmas Market. I’ll show you when they are finished.
It is lovely to spend the day surrounded by beautiful things.
Brooches made by Ann Butland – one of these sold today
Beautiful top made by Pam Tongue, hand printed on merino wool and silk. The amazing hat is made by Phil Kincaid.
A Spring Lunch, A Yellow Splash and A Gift
A bright day today with the odd hail shower found me first pruning odd shrubs and then indoors working on my glass pieces. An easy and favourite colourful lunch was what we needed.
Avocado, Tomato, Mozzarella and Basil Salad
Between the tree trunks and through other bulbs, the splash of bright yellow seen from the kitchen window brightens up the garden.
Daffodils
I am loving playing with glass, creating pretty pieces especially using bits of earrings etc given to me by friends. Yesterday I came home to find a little bag hanging on the front door handle.
From Margaret – thank you so much!
Here are my newest pieces at the design stage. They may change before they are done.
Two pieces in the making
Nesting, Window and Frances Horovitz
There is a pair of Blue Tits investigating our lighthouse bird-house.
There is some beautiful architecture in our small town.
Today’s poem is ‘Flowers’ by Frances Horovitz and I found it in my new poetry book, Being Human, a brilliant collection. I love the two contrasting pictures that this poem brings to mind.
Flowers by Frances Horovitz (1938-1983)
(for Winifred Nicholson)Flowers,
a dozen or more,
I picked one summer afternoon
from field and hedgerow.
resting against a wall
I held them up
to hide the sun.
Cell by cell,
exact as dance,
I saw the colour,
structure, purpose
of each flower.
I named them with their secret names.
They flamed in air.But, waking
I remember only two
– soapwort and figwort,
the lilac and the brown.
The rest I guess at
but cannot see
– only myself,
almost a ghost upon the road,
without accoutrement,
holding the flowers
as torch and talisman
against the coming dark.
