That Jurassic Coast Again

If you’ve visited Lucid Gypsy a few times you’ll know that I don’t do science, but if I ever decided to, it would be geology. The ground we walk on really fascinates me, especially around here. On Saturday my friend and I went to Axmouth (and saw yesterday’s robin) and walked on the pebble beach for a while.
Just a small area, but a part of both the East Devon Area of  Outstanding Natural Beauty and the Jurassic Coast World Heritage Site, this 304 hectares has been named  Haven Cliffs.

I’m not posting this first photo for its beauty but so that you can see the change in the rock, at Beer, a couple of miles west of where I stood, from white chalk to red sandstone.

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Back to the cliff above me, click to see the layers.

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And again. See how the landslips have made the  layers visible?

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Apparently, the red sandstone was formed 210 million years ago in the late Triassic era, when conditions were desert like. The grey rock layers are the remains of dried up lake beds when the deserts were inundated by rising sea levels. The overlying chalk cliffs formed 85-95 million years ago from the remains of billions of tiny sea creatures.

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The South West Coast Path rises above these cliffs and it’s possible to walk the 7 miles east to Lyme Regis. It would be a killer though unless you’re really fit, in which case it would take  5 hours. The time and distance is fine but I don’t do hills very well. I’d like to take a boat trip along the Jurassic Coast, and see it from that perspective, perhaps this summer.

Travel Theme, birds

Yesterday as I walked beside the Axe estuary, I heard a little flutter in the cliff beside me. I turned just as robin landed.
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My heart sang with joy as he sang to me.robin1

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And then we both travelled on our different journeys.

There are many myths and legends associated with robins. One says that if a robin pecks at a window a death will soon happen. But there are also pagan connections with rebirth,  such as the myth of the killing of the Wren,  the little King of the Waning Year,  by the Robin Redbreast, the new King of the Waxing Year.
My favourite tells of the rebirth of the spirit , when after solstice, the darkness that has ruled since halloween, is overcome by the new light of spring.
And so, I wish you all a very Happy New Year filled with blessings and the  song of birds wherever you travel.

For more bird themed travel posts,

http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/12/27/travel-theme-birds/

 

 

Christmas Haiku

Merry Christmas to my dear friends in the blogosphere, thank you all so much for your kind visits and love this year. I’ve enjoyed visiting you and learning about your world and look forward to seeing you all in 2014.
Love, peace and best wishes
LG x
Is there enough love
can you open wide your heart
share with the lonely

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Wrapping unravelled
spreading smiles and happiness
gifts are delivered

Everyone hush now
can it be a child is born
wait for his wise words

100 Steps for Chittle Chattle in December

Today began with horrid fog so I was happy that the sun came out in time for my lunchtime walk. I decided to go out of the back gate from work, and across the road to where a childrens play area leads to a very peaceful area of houses. I rarely see a soul there, but there are lovely avenues of trees and a couple of very big, old ones that have been kept thank goodness. This time I noticed a gap between two houses that I’d never seen before, so I crossed and went through. It led to a curved footpath with trees either side, so I walked the hundred metres or so until it opened up to a grassy area with more houses across the other side. Then I remembered Chittle Chattle’s hundred steps walks, I haven’t done one for a while, so I turned back the way I came and counted my hundred. This is what my phone and I saw.

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Do you have a lunchtime stroll? If you do then next time take your phone out, snap and count as you do, you’ll be surprised what you notice.

http://chittlechattle.com/2013/12/07/100-steps-10/

Travel Theme: Symbol

I like symbols, trying to work out the meaning of them and learning about the origins. The ones I’ve chosen are English, with one exception, and span early English history through to the 20th century.
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The Royal Mail symbol, to be found on bright red post boxes all over the UK. It’s current incarnation has the initials E11R, Elizabeth the Second reigns, but earlier ones have GV1R and even VR can occasionally be found.
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Dieu et Mon Droit. God and my right (shall me defend)was the battle cry of Richard the Lionheart. With it’s lion and unicorn, it’s now the royal coat of arms and refers to the divine right of the monarch to govern.
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The Tudor Rose is the floral heraldic emblem of England. It was adopted by Henry 7th, it joined the red rose of Lancaster with the white rose of York after the war between the two royal houses.
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Lastly, the Green Man, a pagan symbol of fertility that can be found not just in England but also France and across Europe. It’s a pre-Christian symbol that can be found in many churches – this one is from Spreyton in mid Devon – how interesting that a pagan symbol survived in parallel with Christianity. Perhaps they were hedging their bets when it came to mans reliance on nature!

There will be lots of symbols over at Ailsa’s place, check them out http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/12/06/travel-theme-symbol/#comments

and click on my photos to see a bigger view!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Layers

Dartmoor in Devon is a National Parkthat has lots of exposed granite hilltops or Tors. The rock dates back to the carboniferous period and thrust through the surface around 280 million years ago. a variety of mineral ores have been extracted for centuries. Now we can see how it cooled into layers all those millennia ago.

Share your layers at http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/15/weekly-photo-challenge-layers/

Weekly Photo Challenge: Habit

One of my frequent habits is my lunchtime stroll at work, I just have to leave the office and get some fresh air and peace. I always have my mobile with me and often make calls because I can’t at my desk. Having it with me is useful, it has a great little camera and there’s lots to see all year round.

So here is my habit, snapping everything from flowers, leaves and nature, to firemen and my own sunbathing legs one day when it was too hot to move!

Does your habit include taking photos of robots and bagpipe players at lunch? Whatever ahbit you have share it at http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/08/weekly-photo-challenge-habit/

 

Lazy Poets Thursday Tanka

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Spent Beauty

Flaming acer leaves
now that summer is over
last bright offering
season sends you tumbling
trickling over the fall

This week Celestine Nudanu has joined me and has created a wonderful tanka based on my photo, visit her and have a look. http://readinpleasure.wordpress.com/2013/10/17/a-tanka-autumn/ Join in too if you feel like it!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Infinity II (Ranakpur Jain Temple – more images)

Tony answered my plea for more photos of the Jain temple at Ranakpur and I just had to share them with you. I’ve been to a jain temple myself, it was lovely, very calm and serene but Ranakpur is mesmerising in its beauty. Enjoy!

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Gilly asked me if I would post some more images of the Jain Temple at Ranakpur, Rajasthan.

The 500 year old temple sits in a splendid walled compound in a State Nature Reserve, designed on an unusual cruciform axis.

There are times when the marble carving is mistaken for lace, such is its intricacy. Elephants abound.

Non-Jains are not allowed in the temples of Jain Saints, but don’t worry the meal in the Temple kitchens is an exciting enough experience. If you visit don’t miss out.

There’s nowhere to stay if you visit, though literally around a corner outside the Temple I found a beautifully sited State-run hotel that had not yet woken from the 1940’s. The manager told me no one stayed at the sad neglected hotel because it was not advertised. A lick or two of paint and some minor upgrading would restore the old girl close to its former glory. I stayed the night…

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