Category Archives: Falmouth
We went to Falmouth today to meet friends for lunch today and afterwards walked back along Cliff Road in almost stifling heat of 30C. By the time we arrived back in Redruth it was 20.5C!
I sang at a care home in Falmouth with The Suitcase Singers this afternoon and it was an absolute delight to see the joy on people’s faces and to have them join in with Cornish songs. Afterwards we went to see the sea at Gylly Beach. I love the variety of blues seen here and the tiny paddle boarders, the yachts and other vessels.
After 5 weeks, we had our first walk by the sea in glorious sunshine and on the same flat area where I practised walking after my new hips. It was a brilliant success for the lovely Mr S, his new knee and his crutches. I was intrigued by someone snorkelling in the rock pools and creating ever increasing wavelet circles. When he came out of the water we could see that he had been using a very big underwater camera.
A very skilled photographer friend has given me permission to share this remarkable photograph with you all.
I have a new poetry book “A Poet for Every Day of the Year” and I love it. It is a truly eclectic collection of 366 poets from all over the world, some of whom I know and many that I don’t. Each one comes with a mini-biography and it is all quite fascinating-.
We spent a happy hour or so watching the sea and the birds along the shore line off Cliff Road by Gylly Beach, Falmouth.
After our walk and watch we went up to the Pavilion Gardens where there was a Green day in progress with food and music, stalls and talks.
Nancy at Spirit Lights the Way posted this today and I found it so grounding and peaceful, I thought I would share it with you, Dear Readers.Thanks, Nancy.
I hope you don’t mind me sending you a beautiful thing. Your blog has brought so much light and comfort through a really dark winter, it means a lot to me, and I’ve thought of you every time I’ve seen one of these little gems tied to a lamppost or a tree recently!
I just had to walk the Falmouth terraces before work this rare still morning, frosty and crisp with the mist hanging over a glassy harbour. These gem-like embroideries have been popping up around town, little splashes of hope and colour in the grey. One had appeared on a bench above a very unassuming little green space. It’s where we used to take our beloved young Mieke for a nearby leg-stretch and hoon about, and as she got more ill and couldn’t go far, I’d sit on the bench while she snuffled for dropped snacks and watched the other dogs bowling around. On her last morning with us – after a horribly unsettled night – she rallied, marched Pete out of the door and dragged him to the green to say goodbye. She sailed into her tomorrow that evening.
It is so lovely to be given ‘beautiful things’ and I treasure this lyrically written piece which moved me to tears. All photos by P.