The tide was in when we arrived in St Ives, the sea being whipped into white horses.
St Ives – tide in
I loved the poetry pillars in Tate St Ives.
Poem in The Tate Gallery
We always love watching dogs playing on the beach. These two were racing about and I’m pleased that my photo caught their sandy splashes and their reflection.
Dogs dashing through the waves
By the time we had visited Tate St Ives and were on our way back to the train, the tide was well out.
St Ives – tide out
A very friendly Robin was sheltering from the bitter wind in the shelter on the platform as were many of those waiting for the train.
Robin by my feet in the shelter on the station
mybeautfulthings
February 27, 2018 at 5:16 pm
I hope your friends enjoy the photos too. Thank you for sharing them. 🙂
maureenjenner
February 27, 2018 at 1:32 pm
Beautiful photographs. Thank you for sharing. You’ve brought some winter sunshine into a very cold day here in Wales.
valeriedavies
February 25, 2018 at 11:18 pm
What gorgeous pictures, Sally, loved the poem – and the beautiful lettering, and the colours of the landscape and dogs reflections and St Ives – a feast for the eyes …
Mama Cormier
February 24, 2018 at 9:25 pm
The robins in Europe have so much more charm than those in North America.
mybeautfulthings
February 24, 2018 at 10:42 pm
They are very sweet and almost tameable. I have a friend who gets them to come to her hand so that she can feed them! 🙂
unexpectedincommonhours
February 24, 2018 at 4:34 pm
What a beautiful bird! The robins here in the U.S. are very different.
commonprose
February 23, 2018 at 11:01 pm
Cornwall is a good place.
nrhatch
February 23, 2018 at 7:51 pm
You reminded me of this poem:
As I was Going to St. Ives
BY ANONYMOUS
As I was going to St. Ives,
I met a man with seven wives,
Each wife had seven sacks,
Each sack had seven cats,
Each cat had seven kits:
Kits, cats, sacks, and wives,
How many were there going to St. Ives?
nrhatch
February 23, 2018 at 7:50 pm
What a difference a tide makes! Good capture of the dogs too.