If you pootle around St Ives
These are some of the quaint narrow streets you might find .
Occasionally the odd car squeezes its way through the tangle of streets. Going uphill and down dale, I’d rather them than me. It’s rather amusing to watch a tourist, who’s hot-footed it around the M25, and queued in one of the A30’s bottle necks of traffic. He’s arrived and then spends two hours driving in circles,in his too big vehicle, desperate to find his holiday cottage in what looks like a cobbled Victorian back lane. Never mind mate, there’s a pasty, a pint and a warm welcome awaiting you!
I must open my eyes!
Do you ever realise that you’ve walked past something a thousand times and never noticed it? It happened to me recently, on Exmouth seafront. I was sitting at a bench eating fish and chips, as you know I will at any opportunity, and attached to the wall in front of me there were probably thirty pottery tiles. One of them had a date,
I’ve since found out that they were made at an event called ‘Clay in the Park’, part of the annual festival in the town. Here are a few more that I’ve put into collages.
Some look like they were made by children, no doubt they’re all grown up now. Aren’t their creations fab? I thought I was observant but apparently not!
The world beneath my feet
Is what Cheri Lucas Rowland wants to see photos of for her challenge this week. Here are my choices.
It doesn’t look very complicated does it? But in fact it’s one of the ways out of a maize maze at Darts farm, where I took my sunflower photo this week, go in and you could be gone a while!
Theworld beneath Dido and Daisy’s feet will soon be wet!
I wonder whose toes walked before me on the world beneath my feet.
The world beneath my feet isn’t!
Roly-poly on the world beneath my feet!
What’s beneath yours? Share with us here.
Lazy Poet’s Thursday Haiku
Gold stars of summer
flowering for Hospiscare
donations welcome
put your fivers in the pot
support local charity
Wordless Wednesday
I Wish I was Ten Again
That’s what I felt like at Holly Hill Country Park last week. It’s on the edge of Fareham in Hampshire and I went with my daughter and family so that Scarlett could feed the ducks. Very nice ducks they were too, Buff ducks!
There were pretty bridges, wooden steps and muddy banks. A beautiful bench that would have fitted Jude’s July theme and several woodland art pieces. The list of flora and fauna is really impressive, the planting is subtle and naturalistic. With trees as varied as Dawn Redwood, Cork Oak, Gleditsia, Hornbeam and Japanese Cherry, it’s a real arboretum. A variety of bats, stoats, voles and hare are among twenty eight mammals listed.
Here are some photos, apart from ducks, the only wildlife are the granddaughters!
Amazingly this lovely place is free to visit. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, see some more of Jo’s Monday Walks here.
Inspiring Devon
I’m late posting the Weekly Photo Challenge, mega busyness. The theme is Inspiration this week, I’ve been thinking about it and finding it difficult to pin down. In the end I was looking through Lucid Gypsy, some photos, and the my regular Lazy Poet’s Haiku posts. Then it fell into place, my county, Devon in the south west of England is so often my inspiration. So here are a few photos in a gallery so that you can see why.
What inspires you? You can share it here.
The Exmouth Blues
To the west of the main seafront at Exmouth is the Exe estuary, it’s been a favourite place of mine since childhood and I’ve posted many photos taken there. Every couple of weeks a friend picks me up from work, and its become a habit on summer evenings to head to the coast, for fish and chips, a paddle and a Pimms on the balcony at the Grove. On Thursday we managed the paddle and fish and chips but the pub balcony was full, so we kept walking towards the marina.
This used to be a scruffy, but fascinating, working dock, now the apartments here are very expensive. I’m torn between thinking I’d like to live there and thinking its all a bit sterile and elitist.
Leave the apartments behind for a while and enjoy the view.
Across the estuary towards Dawlish Warren.
The tide was very high on the remains of the beach where I used to play, the blue moon was on its way.
There’s still some fishing work taking place, thank goodness.
and a lot of blue.
as the sky and buildings fight for the boldest colour.
Turn the last corner, here is the bridge that replaced the rickety one I remember, and the sun shined on, a perfect Devon evening.
Thank Goodness for Gaudi
He created a colourful bench for my August post for Jude, and placed it in Parc Guell, in plenty of time for my visit to Barcelona in April.
If you would like to join in visit Jude here, she has a different bench theme every month this year.
Lucid Gypsy 