Continuing.........

My garden has been neglected this last fortnight, but my time has been taken up.

My husband has been transferred to a delightful Cottage hospital in Helston, about a half hour's drive. Here he will have some physio and rehab in general.

It is serene, calm and each room is for one person only.

Here he will get better, and hopefully be able to come home soon.

Thank you for the many enquiries.

The cosmos have been lovely but are beginning to go over now. A Dahlia is just starting to flower, a bit late.

The roses have had another flush of flowers.

This is St Swithin (who also has a bit of blackspot)

I love the Gladioli, especially these yellow ones.

On the last of the scabious is perched a beautiful Red Admiral butterfly.

How the plants need cutting back now!

Maybe we will have what we call an 'Indian Summer' at the beginning of September?

Short break

Thank you all so much.

I'm taking a short break for a while.

Update.

I am so very touched by your many messages of support.

Thank you so much.

Today he is a little better in that he is responsive , not wanting to eat anything but able to have a gentle walk with two physiotherapists and a frame.

They have warned me that he is too unsafe to even think about going home for a few days.

I'm so grateful that he is in such good and caring hands. We hear a lot of negatives about British hospitals, but he has lovely staff looking after him.

He is in a small 6 bedded ward which is quiet and relatively peaceful.

God is good.

Prayers please.

Please pray for my husband today.

He was taken into hospital after a bad fall at 6 am yesterday.

Paramedics came, and in assessing him found that he had a very high temperature and blood pressure, so thought it best to hospitalise him.

He was, frighteningly, in delirium yesterday, but before I left at 8pm was more rational and the temperature had dropped.

My Church home group are praying, and I'd so appreciate 'round the world' prayers.

Psalm 121 has always been one that we turn to.

I lift up my eyes to the mountains—

    where does my help come from?

 

My help comes from the Lord,

    the Maker of heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot slip—

    he who watches over you will not slumber;

 

indeed, he who watches over Israel

    will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord watches over you—

    the Lord is your shade at your right hand;

 

the sun will not harm you by day,

    nor the moon by night.

The Lord will keep you from all harm—

    he will watch over your life;

 

the Lord will watch over your coming and going

    both now and forevermore.

It's a birthday month.

Isn't this sweet!

My husband's birthday was celebrated with lunch out accompanied by friends.

The chef produced this delightful ice cream dessert for him.

August is a month full of birthdays.

Three grandaughters celebrate in August. Mine, my husband's, his daughter's, his sister's...and even a silver wedding anniversary thrown in.

What a month!

PS
Linda Wilks name was drawn for the giveaway book. Please email me, Linda.

My new book.

I had an Amazon token for my birthday.

This is a book I have wanted to own ever since I read about its beginnings on
 'My front porch',Judy's blog.

It arrived today and I have spent ages browsing through recipes, snippets of information, spiritual writings and beautiful photos.

It's an inspiration.

There's quite a story behind it, of nine ladies getting together to share old family recipes, many of which have travelled from countries such as Russia. The family stories are so interesting, compiled with memories and photos fro past and present.

It's far more than just a 'cookbook'.

Book offer

I have a book on offer.

Although the photo, taken from Amazon, says Kindle, this is a hardback book.

It is a novel, not an instruction quilting book.

If you would like it, please let me know.

I will post to UK and Europe, but further than that is so very expensive now.

It's on offer until 15th August.

Picking, freezing.....

I can't keep up with the vegetables!

All of a sudden, from lying around languidly amongst the leaves, the runner beans have woken up and are producing dozens every day.

You can't give them away because everyone else also has them.

Mangetout peas are doing the same.

Nothing there one day, then ten minutes later a huge harvest.

How do they do that?

 I've just given the Courgette (Zucchini) plant a lecture.

It's been feeble.

 This one little Rhubarb plant has already produced several pounds of fruit.

I've just pulled another bunch.

 Tomatoes ripening....very fast.

These are the big Marmande variety, wonderful for tomato sauce.

I made the first batch last night.

 Ripening on the windowsill.

The temptation just to hold one, savour its warmth, smell that wonderful tomato-ey scent, eat it.....!

I am extra pleased, as this is the first year that I have had full charge of growing vegetables. It used to be my husband's job, but he hasn't been able to do too much this year.

He's very good at giving me advice when I need it!

Birthday cards.

Just a few of the beautiful birthday cards received yesterday. No two were alike, and so many of them had butterflies on.

A butterfly birthday!

Thank you so much for the birthday wishes sent to me.

I had  a perfect day....which included the desperate balloons brought by son, a lovely picnic lunch followed by strawberries and Cornish cream, also brought by son and his wife.

And later a friend dropped by for just a small glass of Prosecco and a slice of chocolate cake.

A chat with my daughter in Canada.

What could be better?

Birthday!

It's my birthday today!

 A bit of a serious number.

A dear friend took us out to a lovely lunch overlooking the water yesterday.

Daughter in law dropped in with gifts and flowers.

Flowers from my husband.

Neighbours popped in with cards.

And today my son and his family are bringing lunch.

I am very blessed.

Later, hopefully, I will get to speak with my daughter in Canada (but now it's the middle of the night in Vancouver)

Maybe even a call to Australia to speak to my other son.

Sometimes I wish my children were a bit closer!