…. and some music for you too today, later.
On our walk in the mizzle late this afternoon, the lovely Mr S spotted a Slow worm. I haven’t seen one since I was a child living in Penwartha near Perranporth. What a treat!
We pass fields of gold on our local walk at this time of year and I am always reminded of Sting’s singing of Fields of Gold, which I love. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLVq0IAzh1A&list=RDKLVq0IAzh1A&index=1
The Blackberries are ripening.
Happy St David’s Day to all my readers especially those who share my Welsh heritage. Today I give you daffodils, those we have seen as we drove out today, in the hedgerows and the fields of gold where the daffodils are grown. I am always reminded of Sting’s beautiful song, Fields of Gold, when I see these fields in Spring though I know he is singing of the gold of ripening barley.Click on any photo for detail.
Here, for your delectation, is Fields of Gold by Sting.
1 Today, I bought some of this beautiful golden Cornish butter, hand churned and delicious.
Delicious Cornish butter
2 Driving towards Falmouth this afternoon to deliver goodies to our friend who is just out of hospital, we saw field after field of golden daffodils on the horizon. I was reminded of this lovely song by Sting, ‘Fields of Gold’, a most beautiful love song.
Daffodil fields
3 We delivered Creamy Curried Cauliflower soup, some oat cookies and this golden topped Moussaka to our good friend, hopefully several meals worth!
Golden baked Moussaka
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