A week nearly since Angharad died. The response on the blog has been extraordinary.
Over twelve thousand hits and an outpouring of emotion that has astonished me.
She touched so many hearts with her performance and–for those that met her–with her charm and zest for life.
Her early death at 63 is shocking and promotes a feeling of disbelief–how can this be?
Many people are watching Poldark again on the newly-reissued DVDs or on Netflix in the USA and there she is in her prime–fiery and proud–in full flood, giving as good as she gets and eventually winning through.
It seems impossible that she’s gone.
Karen H in her comment recalled Demelza’s words in the final scene of the series.
“The last sentence Angharad says as Demelza rings so true, “There is no tomorrow. All we have is now.”
Carpe diem–Karen adds.
Life goes on.
Il faut l’accepter.
The hay is in and the sunflowers are beginning to bow to the inevitable.
The tomatoes–better tended than last year–are ripening.
Even the two courgette plants are surviving.
Meredith and Alice collected five kilos of honey from the hive this week in the second harvest. It has a deeper hue this time due to the different plants the bees are working on.
The chicks are no longer chicks and are roaming wider each day on bug patrol.
The garlic is drying in the barns as the Lautrecois, (us locals!), look forward to the annual Fete de L’Ail Rose–held always on the first Friday of August–in a week’s time.
If the weather holds we can expect over 10 thousand people to mill through the narrow streets of the village.
Sawle Feast was a more modest affair back then but surely no less anticipated and prepared for by the Nampara household!
It has touched me deeply to read the many comments and learn how moved people are by Angharad’s passing.