

On Wednesday 27th April at 7:30pm, the UK Jewish community will gather to remember together the loss of six million and to pay tribute to the Survivors and Refugees for the remarkable contributions they have made to the Jewish community and wider UK society.
The theme this year is
“Remembering the past
honouring the memoryshaping the future”
Many events are taking place to promote this.
The Talmud says: As long as someone’s name is remembered, his name will live on forever. To remember the past, I am lighting a yellow candle to honour the memory of Welwel Wajman of Lodz, Poland who was murdered at Chelmno in 1943 aged 28 …. for being Jewish.
May his memory be a blessing. יהי זכרו לברכה
Shaping the future is proving more difficult when senseless killings, prejudice and displacement of people are still occurring.
This year each candle lighter has been sent a sunflower seed, which happens to be the national flower of Ukraine. The flower produces many more seeds to ensure the future of the species.
No wonder it's known as God's own County!
Just wanted to share a few locations worth a visit if ever you're in the neighbourhood.
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Valley Gardens, Harrogate |
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Golden Acre Park, Leeds |
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Burnsall, Yorkshire Dales |
Parcevall Hall, Skyreholme, Yorkshire Dales
Parcevall Hall is the retreat house of the Anglican Diocese of Leeds.
Here are my SoS
My first two choices herald Spring for
me:
Flowering Blackcurrant |
A pot of Bellis |
The next two have given colour all winter so
deserve a mention:
Hebe |
Saxifraga |
Some Ammi seedlings potted up - sown in October |
I have searched near and far for Corydalis without success, so I was delighted when a member of our gardening group brought me this plant which he "found" in a field near his home. |
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The Propagator generously hosts Six on Saturday. Click on the link to his blog to see what he and his followers are growing and doing in their gardens this week. Perhaps you feel you could add your own six too.
Keep calm and garden on
“Every gardener knows that under the cloak of winter lies a miracle … a seed waiting to sprout, a bulb opening to the light, a bud straining to unfurl. And the anticipation nurtures our dream.” — Barbara Winkler
No exciting offerings here, but they gladden
my heart.
Winter Jasmine continues to brighten up the entrance. |
The first Bellis flower which promises more to follow. |
Calendula grown from seed. Lots more seedlings in the wings awaiting the warmer weather |
Polyanthus also grown from seed a long time ago
The variegated Vinca Major has clambered up the fence |
The Abelia is a good doer and has been flowering since July |
The
Propagator generously hosts Six on Saturday.
Click on the link to his blog to see what he and his followers are growing and
doing in their gardens this week.
Perhaps you feel you could add your own six too.
Thanks also to the contributors who have
cheered up the bleak winter for me.
New Year or more of the same? Whatever, hope it’s a happy and healthy new year for you.
The shortest day has passed and there are
fresh buds and snowdrops showing, which always bring me joy.
The Bank Holiday saw us off to Lytham, St.
Anne’s and Blackpool with our flask, sarnies and puppy. Although very cold with a bracing wind, the
sun shone briefly, it was dry and we had the roads and the resorts to ourselves.
We visited Crowther Park in Lytham
This story is in response to the regular
call for shared storytelling on the blog https://isawlightningfall.blogspot.com/in
100 words for advent from Loren Eaton.
The blog is described “as a place for
people who like stories in general and genre fiction in particular. It's a
place for folks who prefer to read and write fantasy and horror, science
fiction and crime fiction”.
So here is my 100 word story:
Sarah wasn’t feeling festive. Seemingly nor were the other shoppers
although masks made facial expressions inscrutable. Toiletry gift sets for those who could well
afford such items with their weekly shop seemed superfluous. Worn out and dispirited,
Sarah purchased a coffee to go when she noticed a young woman huddled in the
doorway of a closed-down shop.
Impulsively she bent down to offer her the drink and saw, there in the
blankets, an ashen-faced baby. Although exhausted, Sarah dashed to buy baby
food, wipes and nappies, returned to the doorway only to find it abandoned
except for a baby doll.
To read more stories, check out I
Saw Lightning Fall
On the way to the Yorkshire coast, we often stop at the tranquil Buddhist centre at Kilnwick Percy in the Yorkshire Wold Madhyamaka Kadampa ...