1 Solace to be found in a walk by the sea was needed this afternoon and Falmouth was the place. Crunching through the shingle, listening to the susurration of the waves, breathing in the sea air and investigating the rock pools combined to be balm for the soul. Click on any photo for an enlargement.
2 The bluebells are beginning to come into bloom and are quite beautiful.
3 The sky became overcast and quite moody, then as we were leaving I spotted this sign inside the street seller’s stall.
For those of you following for some time, you’ll know that we have been expecting our next Grandbaby. She arrived on Wednesday evening but is very poorly indeed. Finding beautiful things has always been part of my coping strategy from the time when we ourselves had a desperately ill baby needing three operations on his heart (he survived), the loss of dear ones including my beloved Mum and Dad and my friend of 30 years, Kath, to whom this blog is dedicated and whenever extra strength is needed. Somehow, I will continue to find the strength, the beauty and hope. Forgive me if I don’t get around to reading and commenting for a while.