Christmas shopping in Truro this morning was made even better by the planters full of colour, Primulas and Winter Pansies.
I have posted photos from the pasty shop before, always seasonal and delightful tea-cosies. There is a skilled and imaginative knitter in there somewhere.
On the way home we followed a pasty van, another with a sense of humour.
It was a beautiful frosty and very bright morning and we headed off early for a walk at Godrevy. Catch the waves with us, see the fungi as we walk around the headland and watch the seals in the bay. Click on photos to see the dew drop detail.
It was on this day in 2004 that my lovely Dad died and he has been in my mind and my heart more than usual today. The following cutting was found by my Mum many, many years ago and clearly made her think of her Father, my Grandfather, The Rev W R Richards, whom I knew for only a couple of years when we lived in the Vicarage in Cockerham, Lancashire with him and my Granny.
If only – my lovely Dad was a very wise man.
The turkey is sitting in the brine I made yesterday. Isn’t it a beautiful colour?
These words from L R Knost touched me.
We are having Christmas lunch on Sunday so I have been preparing the brining mixture for the turkey – gloriously coloured and scented fruit, spices and vegetables. Late afternoon took us to Chapelporth where the waves were huge and the tide racing in at a speed that I have never seen before. It was an utterly exhilarating walk along the beach with the roar of the breakers and then up the cliff walk to Wheal Coates. There was some gorse in flower but the best things were the seed heads lit by the fading sun.  Click on any photo for the caption and to see it in its full glory!
Walking through Penryn, after a haircut this afternoon, I photographed Christmas wreaths, a couple of delightful shop windows and a most touching memorial to the eighteen people killed by a bomb in The Square, Penryn in 1941 – Eighteen Trees for Eighteen Lives. What a beautiful way to commemorate these lost lives. Click on any photo for detail and the caption.
Today I bought some beautiful ribbons – gold and red and green for a Christmas project which I will show you in a week or two.
Ribbons
One of our neighbours has put a star up on the front of their house and it reminded me of a beautifully simple poem by Aldo Kraas that I like.
Star in the dark
Beautiful Star
Shine
For me at
Night
Because
I love
To see
You
Shining
At night
by Aldo Kraas  who was born on July 15 1964 in Sao Paulo Brazil and started to write poetry in 1996.
Now and then the sun crept out through the mist which lay in the valleys on our way to Trelissick and covered the water completely as we started our stroll. Join us on this beautiful walk and imagine the peace. Click on any photo for the caption and an enlargement.
This post is for S, whose birthday is today and for V whose birthday is tomorrow because both of them love this place and are both too far away.
The hotel we stayed in last night was full of Christmas decorations.
While we were enjoying the Jools Holland gig, there was a party at the hotel. These are the balloons being taken home this morning!
I loved watching a Magpie preening itself in next door’s Crab Apple tree.
Just outside the window in the Zed Shed on Jubilee Wharf where we sing on Thursdays was this delightful and rather mad angel.
Along the way, off Freeman’s Wharf, I saw this watery reflection.
It has been a rather grey day and I thought sunshine would be good for us all.
This is my kind of tree though I’m not sure about letting sone of them curl!
I have made another Christmas Tree hat, this time for the expected twins’ big sister.
It has been an oddly warm day, though for me, another indoors day and made me think of another of Warsan Shire’s amazing poems, this time about what we are doing to our world.
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