Enjoy the gallery as we stroll around new streets. Hover over or click on any photo for the caption.
It was a beautiful September morning and we decided to ignore all jobs and go for a stroll along the cliff tops below St Agnes Beacon. It was the right decision, both bracing and unwinding.
Turned off the road and into a National Trust Lane towards the cliff top
Gorse and the sea
Wheal Coates and the paths
Low tide and miles and miles of golden sand. You might spot a few people on the beach.
A beautiful bunch of Gladioli was brought to our door by a lovely friend who had just heard of my not being on top form. They certainly brightened my day.
Thank you A&P
In town this afternoon, just before this week’s pottery lesson, I spotted some very clever stitching in the shop window of Make A Mends.
Today we learned how to trim our pots, put our initials on the bottom and then practised throwing some more.
I visited a friend this afternoon and took a small posy of the last of our sweet-peas. They smelled gorgeous.
The view from W.s flat in Falmouth is absolutely wonderful, an ever-changing seascape and cloudscape.
Today is the Autumn equinox and the official start of Autumn. The air certainly had that feel both early morning and this evening with some lovely warm sunshine in the middle.
Kim has given me permission to share his poems before but hasn’t seen my message today. I’m hoping permission will be on its way because posting his poem tomorrow won’t be the same…
P.S. I was, very kindly, given permission! Thanks, Kim.
It has been the loveliest September day today so to continue the theme of being calm and not thinking too hard, we had a stroll around the gardens at Trelissick.
The last three days have been a whirlwind of appointments and tests and all is now well. It seems I have had a TIA, a minor stroke that has no lasting effect and is why I had to miss singing yesterday. The NHS have been wonderful from Specsavers on Wednesday afternoon, the GP on Thursday morning and the Consultant this afternoon. I can’t believe the speed with which I’ve been seen and looked after. It’s been a bit scary but I now have medication that should stop any recurrence. However I can’t drive for 28 days as ,despite meds, the next month is a bit iffy. My lovely Mr S is happy to drive me around and friends have offered lifts . All will be well.
On the wall in the hospital entrance is a remarkable piece of ceramic art, ‘Custom House Quay’ by Peter Wright.
For a treat afterwards we went to the bookshop where I found three books to buy and then to Fat Face where I found a sweatshirt which really ought to become the uniform for those of us who volunteer at Roots!
The birthday, for which I made the special cake yesterday, was celebrated in style! Here we have just finished singing Happy Birthday to Matty, one of the directors of the project. He loved the cake and said the lemon drizzle on top ‘shone like diamonds in the sunshine.’
We also had a special and very delicious lunch made by one of the volunteers, Lemon Chickpea Soup, using a recipe from rainbowplantlife.com
We’ve had a new bright and lovely mural painted near the entrance, artist Omi O’Connell. 
Yesterday, after buying the wonderful pastries at Redruth’s monthly market, we called in at our favourite gallery in town, 89 Redruth. The room was full of very interesting work but my eye was immediately drawn to a small painting, We went in saying, we mustn’t buy another piece and came out later to have a short chat about whether to buy. Happily, my lovely Mr S loved as much as I did so we were back within minutes and today called in to collect it. It was so lovely to meet the artist and to see her reaction to my loving her work.
Sunset at Elmscott by Michelle Rudd
We went to a birthday do at recently refurbished Rose Cottage today. We just had our lunch but the guests were encouraged to make use of the spa in the delightful back garden of the pub. After cooking themselves in the sauna, they had the option of three ‘plunge pools’ – one warmed by the sun in a lovely white bath, next a cooler metal bath and lastly, for the truly hardy, a refrigerated tub!
Today we have harvested the last of our sweetcorn cobs and I have made a big batch of Corn Chowder. We had some tonight and the rest will go in the freezer to enjoy some summer sunshine on a grey winter day.
P.S. There was one more piece in 89 Redruth that I fell for and might have bought today but it had gained a red spot overnight…..
Specimen no 2 by Anita Pryor
It was good too to learn the story of this collective:
After a delicious breakfast with delightful company in the Mylor Cafe, we headed to Truro to do some banking business and to visit the cathedral for a new large-scale textile exhibition Threads Through Revelation by artist Jacqui Parkinson. It’s only there for a few days from September 3 to 5 so if you are local you have a chance to see this remarkably beautiful work.
Regular readers may remember the exhibition of Jacqui Parkinson’s other work which I posted about here.  It’s worth going back to. https://mybeautfulthings.com/2025/07/09/exhibition-at-truro-cathedral/
Here is today’s gallery with the information on the right hand side. Click on any photo to see the exquisite detail and read the information.
This one is for sale……..
Another icon has gone – RIP Gloria Steinem, feminist, activist and journalist.
We had to go to Penzance to the auction house this morning and had illusions of afterwards parking and visiting the book shop, having lunch and going to the Penlee Gallery. We thought we were early enough but oh my, the visitors were earlier and parking was impossible! So, we decided to go to Mounts Bay to have one of the best ice-creams around. The beach was empty as there was a cool wind but I did manage to get a photo of the lovely mural on the wall at the back of the shop.
Yesterday, we were given a beautiful bunch of flowers, purple, white and green as our daughters and granddaughters are well aware of their suffragette heritage.
Our present to each other for our anniversary is another of Esther Smith’s automata, this one called Flower Power which the kids thought was me.
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