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Wren, St Euny Churchyard and Singing

1   This little Wren is often around on our trellis but rarely stays long enough for me to get a photo.

Wren on the fence

Wren on the fence

2   I spent a very interesting  afternoon walking around St Euny Churchyard with a local historian who was so full of stories that kept us all amused and fascinated. This has the makings of a promising project. Have a look here for more about the Churchyard and to see the most informative Mining and Medicine board where you can learn more about trepanning.   Click on any photo for more detail and for the caption.

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3   Singing with The Inglehearts tonight was a tonic as usual. Thank you to Claire and to my concerned friends.

 

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Stained Glass, Eulogy and Wedding Plans

1    A beautiful sunny day today gave us a new shadow, this time of  our little replica of a funny little wren from a stained glass window in York Minster. It dates from the 15th Century and can be found in the Zouche Chapel.

Shadow of the little wren

Shadow of the little wren

Replica stained glass

Replica stained glass

2    Yesterday’s WordPress writing prompt invited the writing of one’s own eulogy. That reminded me of  something I used to work on with my 13 year old pupils as the last chapter of their autobiography.  I invited them to write a pastiche of the following poem, ‘Do Not Stand at my Grave and Weep’  changing the items to reflect their own personality.  There were so many amazing and moving poems from them.  My pastiche follows the original.   You may like to write your own and put it as a comment. I’d really love to read yours.

‘Do Not Stand’ by Mary Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die

.‘Do not Stand’ by MBT

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am primroses in the sun,

I am the waves that run and run,

I am seagulls on the wing,

I am in choruses that sing.

When you awaken in the dead of night

I am in stars that bring you light

Of peace and love and life and hope.

I am the bubbles in your soap.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.

3    In my role as a Humanist celebrant, I met with a lovely couple today and we began to plan their Wedding Ceremony for the end of May. It’s such a delightful, happy job to have!

 

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Tree Trunk, Periwinkle and Wren

1   A brief walk this afternoon down Lovers Lane and back up Chapel Walk and we found this lovely old cut-down tree trunk with moss. Looking up at the tree there was beautiful bark and a tangle of branches.

Looking up the tree

Looking up the tree

Bark and ivy

Bark and ivy

Cut section of trunk

Cut section of trunk

2   There’s a Periwinkle flowering in the front garden.

Periwinkle

Periwinkle

3   J and I spent a happy half hour watching the birds at the feeders in the back garden He can identify all of them!  The highlight of the afternoon was a tiny wren who stayed around long enough to have its photo taken.

Tiny wren

Tiny wren

 

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