Two walks today, one to the beach, first time in nearly 3 months and, oh, I needed that!
Tonight’s walk took us up along the back lane, a favourite walk. The sounds as we came alongside St Euny Churchyard were very noticeable.
I’ve been sorting through my fabric stash for stuff that I can put into the sewing box for LiveWire 3. I think the felt will be the best for her, both bright and easy to sew.
As I am writing this post, an Edward Thomas poem has been read on the news with a comment that the thaw is now happening over most of the UK. About time for some further North, where there have even been airdrops of essential foodstuffs in Cumbria, to villages cut off for 5 days.
Thaw by Edward Thomas
Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed
The speculating rooks at their nests cawed
And saw from elm-tops, delicate as flower of grass,
What we below could not see, Winter pass.
Delightful isn’t it, the thought that the rooks are observing the coming of Spring which we, as yet, can’t always see.
Here is another shot of Godrevy taken a couple of days ago when the last shreds of snow were still to thaw.
After four freezing snow and wind-filled days, first there was rain to melt most of the snow and then glorious and truly warm sunshine so off we went for a walk along the coast at Godrevy. It was a gloriously peaceful walk given the past four rather fraught days.
We met a beautiful dog who was having a wonderful time dashing about but who stopped and posed for us when asked by his owner!
To whet your appetite, one photo of St Ives. I am pretty tired after tonight’s show. I’ll add photos tomorrow.
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.