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Category Archives: Portreath
A friend told me that the Sea Thrift at Godrevy is very lovely this year so as we were in that direction for an appointment we called by and it was just stunningly beautiful! Join us in this gallery as we walk on the cliff tops there and at Hell’s Mouth ending up driving towards Portreath. This post is especially for my lovely friend, N, who is away from home just now.
Tonight we have been to St Euny Church which was the venue for Zig Zag Way, a play about Cornish miners in Mexico. It was brilliant!
The sky as we came out of the Church was just gorgeous.
A Petrified Forest has been uncovered on Portreath beach, exposed by the wild winds. It can only be seen at low tide so we went down before breakfast this morning and saw some of the trees that are said to be between 4000 and 6000 years old! At one point, they made up a coastal woods–but after the seas began to rise, the trees became submerged by mud and muck. Eventually, they compressed and became petrified. Similar beach forests exist in Wales and Oregon. We met someone, who swims there every single day of the year – no wetsuit – and she showed us where the wood was, much more than just the tree trunk which we had spotted easily.Click on any photo to see more detail.
There were lots of pretty shells on the shingly part of the beach.
I heard the following poem by W H Auden Radio 4’s ‘Poetry Please’ on Sunday and though it was written for another age, it is all too apt for today.
Refugee Blues by W H Auden
Say this city has ten million souls,
Once we had a country and we thought it fair,
In the village churchyard there grows an old yew,
The consul banged the table and said:
Went to a committee; they offered me a chair;
Came to a public meeting; the speaker got up and said:
Thought I heard the thunder rumbling in the sky;
Saw a poodle in a jacket fastened with a pin,
Went down the harbour and stood upon the quay,
Walked through a wood, saw the birds in the trees;
Dreamed I saw a building with a thousand floors,
Stood on a great plain in the falling snow;
Our walk today, 600 yards (!) took us alongside the harbour at Portreath. The boats were bobbing about even in the inner harbour and the swell of the water fine to watch as it raced along the harbour wall. This is a working harbour with lots of fishing boats.
Daughter No 3 leaves us tomorrow after a week of sharing the caring and taking over the cooking. Tonight’s dinner was a beautifully roasted chicken with lots of vegetables and a scrumptious gravy. It has been lovely to have her here for so long.
The sea at the opening of the harbour at Portreath, Cornwall on a calm July day and, when both the weather and the season have changed, in February.
1 Portreath in wild winds today. My photos don’t do the force of the wind or the wildness of the waves proper justice so I’ve posted a couple of photos of the same place from a sunny day last July. They might show you the contrast and help you imagine the gusts that almost blew us over, the salt in our mouths and the spray with which we were doused!
2 I learned this today from a comment on Penny’s blog “The quieting reflex: Take a deep breath in, and when you exhale, smile! This not only relieves stress, but if you are feeling negative yourself, it makes it disappear!” I tried it and it works.
3 I’m baking in good time to make funds for Comic Relief on 15th March. These Double Chocolate Mini Muffins with Red Noses are to sell to The Suitcases at singing tomorrow.
PS Is there someone out there who can tell me how I stamp my name onto a photo to mark it as mine? I’ve been made aware today that Google just help themselves to any image we post on our blogs (See Teepee’s post here) and I would like my photos at least to be identified as mine!