Enjoy the gallery as we stroll around new streets. Hover over or click on any photo for the caption.
Yesterday was National Poetry Day and I missed it so here, again, is a poem that Brian Bilston once gave me permission to share with you. It seems appropriate still….
We’ve been walking about today and spotting blooms and other stuff, mainly tomatoes, in strangers’ front gardens.
After a delicious breakfast with lovely friends at the Blue Bar in Porthtowan, we had a brief walk on the beach, wary of the looming black clouds which dropped a downpour ten minutes later just as we arrived home.
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.
Last night was the full Harvest Moon.
I made a big moussaka today and will freeze it in portions for almost instant dinners on the nights I don’ t feel like cooking.
Another gloriously pink-becoming-orange-becoming-fiery sunset and all within moments.
It was a beautiful afternoon and after lunch with a very good friend, in the sun at The Buttermarket in Redruth, I walked home along the lanes listening to bird song and noticing all the lovely things on the way.
Lovers’ Lane
Pink flowers, bright green leaves
Dark red leaves
Happy landing for the feather
Tonight’s sunset
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.
In fact it’s only five today. I mentioned that I’d done some planting a few days ago – the trough is a delight , the front door pot, a disaster!
I grow edibles in the trough that is under the kitchen window. There are chives, rosemary and nasturtiums and I have recently taken out the courgette plants which did not like the situation and gave us one courgette each all summer.. Now we can look out of the window onto a bright and cheery splash of pansy colour. 
I was late getting the Wallflower plants and got the last ones at the garden centre. Very few of them look viable but I am hoping some of them may recover……..
The Clematis Montana is still giving us blooms, a few every few days, despite the coolth and the wind. Strangely, the blooms are a much deeper pink than they were last Spring. 
The geranium, Johnson’s Blue, is also having a second flush, lots of new green growth as well as a profusion of flowers. 
There are brown autumn leaves everywhere and we loved this one, caught on an invisible thread, dancing in the breeze. (Video taken from indoors through the window.)
Jim, over at Garden Ruminations, hosts Six on Saturday Pop over and in the comments, you’ll find so many delightful posts from keen gardeners all over the world.
Just want to say thank you to all you lovely readers who were concerned for my well being and sent love and best wishes. I’m okay and recovering from the upset of the last three days. I’ve had a wonderful afternoon today learning how to throw on a potter’s wheel. More tomorrow.
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