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Rita Iton
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quotePosted at 17:14 on 15th February 2010

I am very well my lovely, just taking some time to go through the many picture tours.

My forsythia, first to bring

Bidding hope foretelling spring,

Your stalky branches reaching high

with yellow petals toward the sky---

How do you find this inner urge

And sudden power of life to surge

Into fresh bloom by morning light

Despite a long a chilly night?

Though not most favored bud to burst,

You have no rival coming first,

Surpassing those that look forsaken

by their lateness to awaken

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Ruth Gregory
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quotePosted at 05:23 on 16th February 2010

So pretty, Rita.

 

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Stephanie Jackson
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quotePosted at 07:32 on 16th February 2010
That's lovely Rita - glad you are well!
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Rita Iton
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quotePosted at 13:28 on 16th February 2010
Thanks Ruth and Stephanie, for taking the time to have a read.
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Rita Iton
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quotePosted at 17:49 on 30th March 2010

EASTER.

Easter bells ring out, with a new sound, vibrant and true.

New life, new life!

Everywhere we see it---- in the warming sun, in blade of grass and budding flower, in rush of stream.

We hear it in bird call,in the insect's hum.

New life, new life!

Easter bells, joyous, ring in the inner heart, for now is the victory.

Easter bells in glory ring in the radiance of the soul,s rebirth.

New life, new life!   Happy Easter.

 

 

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Sylvia Back
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quotePosted at 21:53 on 30th March 2010

I started reading this thread and got as far as the Flanders Fields poem on page 2 which inspired me to insert a Poem myself that I wrote way back.

Writen by Sylvia Back 1985

The Derbyshire Custom Of Well-Dressing

In seventeen hundred and fifty eight a visitor to Tissington wrote Derbyshire's fate
A village spring adorned with garlands bright inscribed with rhymes was a beautiful sight.
Since that day villages throughout our County have carried on this traditions generous bounty.
Everyone in the village from young to old gets dragged into help or so I've been told.
The pictures surround done on a wooden tray has to be soaked for up to a month people say.
During this time the villagers are not lazy, they're out collecting seeds and flowers like daisies
Collecting the clay in dustbins and sacks it's a job for the men to carry it back.
Later the clay is kneaded like dough; this is time for the children to have a go,
Eventually the clay is like a brown butter, any lumps that are left go in the gutter,
The clay is then put into the frame and levelled off to look all the same.
The drawing is done on some ceiling paper it can sometimes be a bit of a caper,
The pictures then transferred to the clay pricking the outline in a certain way,
The outline is then made more bold by pressing black alder cones into the folds.
By now the time will be getting short the filling in battle needs to be fought,
Adding the petals, seeds, moss and bark, it's a very time consuming lark.
Work being done from the bottom up, using hydrangeas, daisy and buttercup.
Each petal being made to overlap everyone trying to fill up the gaps.
Millions of petals and thousands of seeds is what this garland picture needs.
The last call is again for the village strong men, its known to take anything up to ten,
To lift the picture into its place, be careful not to tumble! Just in case.
Then all that's left is the blessing toast to Father Son and Holy Ghost
To thank them for the water and wells and so rings out our thankful bells.

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Ruth Gregory
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quotePosted at 04:03 on 31st March 2010

Oh, how lovely, Sylvia!  I can almost picture the scene.  Wonderful poem.

If the Well Dressing is still an annual custom, perhaps you can get picture....?.....

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Sylvia Back
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quotePosted at 19:16 on 31st March 2010

Yes it is still a annual custom, a lot of the villages take part from all around Derbyshire, our village produce 4 well dressingsthe main well which is made by adults in the village, a small windmill well which the local scouts make in my front garden, the School produce one and then there is a small one which the children produce.

Ours is produce the first week in Derbyshire and is started on the 1st sunday when the clay goes in and has to be finished to be up by Thursday morning, we have a lot of late nights that week. The Wells are blessed on Thursday evening and on the Saturday we have our village fair.



Edited by: Sylvia Back at:31st March 2010 19:18
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Ruth Gregory
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quotePosted at 03:59 on 1st April 2010
Sounds fabulous, Sylvia.
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Ron Brind
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quotePosted at 22:00 on 23rd September 2010
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