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I have finished the two Christmas Tree hats in case the twin Grand-babies arrive earlier than expected! The colours of the stars were chosen by their excited big sister.
Last night The Ingleheart Singers and The Suitcase singers sang carols for the Open Evening at Krowji where all the artists’ studios were open and it was a brilliant evening.
We are having some bitterly cold times and this poem by Ted Hughes came to mind. I just love all the similes. I hope you enjoy it too.
The Warm and the Cold – Ted Hughes
Freezing dusk is closing
Like a slow trap of steel
On trees and roads and hills and all
That can no longer feel.
But the carp is in its depth
Like a planet in its heaven.
And the badger in its bedding
Like a loaf in the oven.
And the butterfly in its mummy
Like a viol in its case.
And the owl in its feathers
Like a doll in its lace.
Freezing dusk has tightened
Like a nut screwed tight
On the starry aeroplane
Of the soaring night.
But the trout is in its hole
Like a chuckle in a sleeper.
The hare strays down the highway
Like a root going deeper.
The snail is dry in the outhouse
Like a seed in a sunflower.
The owl is pale on the gatepost
Like a clock on its tower.
Moonlight freezes the shaggy world
Like a mammoth of ice –
The past and the future
Are the jaws of a steel vice.
But the cod is in the tide-rip
Like a key in a purse.
The deer are on the bare-blown hill
Like smiles on a nurse.
The flies are behind the plaster
Like the lost score of a jig.
Sparrows are in the ivy-clump
Like money in a pig.
Such a frost
The flimsy moon
Has lost her wits.
A star falls.
The sweating farmers
Turn in their sleep
Like oxen on spits.
I was the Celebrant for the loveliest Humanist Wedding Ceremony today. I just love how personal and special these ceremonies are. With their permission, here are the beautiful and very happy Bride and her Husband.My choirs, The Inglehearts and The Suitcases, sang for the Christmas lights switch on in Redruth this evening. The parade of all the local schools with their lanterns was delightful and the singing, of course, very well received! I love it when the audience also join in, especially with the much loved Cornish carols written by Thomas Merritt.Waiting for my lift after the event, the following caught my eye.It looked like eyes and golden hair. In fact, it is two faces of the town clock and the lit up underside of the viaduct.
Singing in the Zed Shed in Penryn this morning with The Suitcase Singers, I was able to zoom in on the lovely Mr S who was working on our boat in nearby Freeman’s Wharf while I was having fun!
Today twenty Cornish choirs have been singing outside Truro Cathedral or in the nearby Methodist Church in an event which spanned eight hours. To quote one of my lovely singing buddies, Jan, “What a truly magical, uplifting, awe inspiring, heart wrenching, happy, wonderful day spent in Truro with friends from everywhere celebrating World Peace Day! How we all need to smile, send our love and peace to all our brothers and sisters and stop this nastiness, unrest and hatred!
I am going to try and be nice to everyone !”
A huge Thank you to Paul for the enormous amount of organisation that must have gone on to make this such a smooth running, successful and satisfyingly moving day.
It is so lovely every Thursday to have this view of the Penryn River when we are singing with The Suitcase Singers. What a privilege.
We have a new Choir Baby, J, who is just eleven weeks old – and what a joy to us all. His Mum and his Granny sing with us – three generations singing together. Isn’t that just brilliant?
We were in the kitchen just after 8pm having supper with our lovely neighbour when we became aware of a particularly beautiful light outside and then saw the rainbow. It was there for over ten minutes and was surrounded by the glorious golden light of the magic Golden Hour.
What a fabulous sing this morning with Claire Ingleheart and The Suitcase Singers. We went from Shoshalosa to Batonebo, through Yenemanormanoa to Janie Mama, all sung with such joy! I have so missed singing and harmonising with other beautiful voices while we have been away. Believe me, I took some beautiful photos of the Penryn River and some bluebells this morning and only realised when I tried to upload them that I had had no memory card in my camera! So here are a few photos of beautiful flowers in our garden this evening.