St. Michael's Mount, Marazion
My new ecological calendar is telling me that today is a day to forage for food and build up fat reserves for winter.
This message doesn’t seem to have reached Penzance, it is definitely spring here. My crocuses are poking out of the soil in and it is warm and beautiful outside. I have spent the afternoon sunbathing at the beach!
What Penzance lacks in economic prosperity, it more than makes up for in proximity to the beach. When the sun is shining I fall in love with my coastal town all over again. The coastal path between Marazion and Penzance was full of people gently wandering and looking shocked to be outside without rain coats and snow hats.
This fantastic January sunshine has left Penzance smiling. I hope everyone else has found a sunny spot to enjoy this lovely high pressure system.
Happy New Year xx
Penzance experienced one stunning day as a winter wonderland. The clock has now struck midnight and the magic has ended. The pavements are lined with brown slush and melt water is running down every road. At least we did not have time to bore of the icy festivities.
There are still some wonderful scenes remaining. Church Cove on the Lizard is looking lovely. Icicles cover the cliff face and sparkle happily in the sun.
Sunshine and icicles at Church Cove
Happy snow day x
Early morning snow on the Abbey Slip
This morning, my advent prayers were answered and the snow arrived in Penzance. It has been falling heavily since early this morning and Penzance is looking lovely. We are catching up with the rest of the country and now have a few inches.
I understand that snow can be problematic, and I am sure that the joy it brings might wear off after a while. But, we don’t get too much extreme weather down here and I was feeling a little bit left out.
Having been sent home from work, I am looking forward to an afternoon of mince-pie magic and I might even bake my Christmas cake.
Happy snow day!
Early morning snow on the Abbey Slip
My world is speeding up and my weeks are rushing by. It’s time to slow down and remember to stop and stare and take in the wonders of November.
I’m not so keen on the dark evenings, but the setting sun seems to amplify the soft colours of West Penwith. It is quite stunning.
November might just be my favourite time of year. It’s just getting cold enough for gloves and scarves and hats and blustery visits to the beach. The colder temperatures still feel like a little bit of a novelty. I know that come February, I will be craving some warmth, but at the moment I’m quite content to savour the winter chills.
Warm greys provide calm
I like autumn. I love the colours, the cooler temperatures and the thrill of the last few sunny beach days.
As nature is winding down for the oncoming period of hibernation I’m desperate to join in. Yet I seem to be facing an increasing workload. I can feel my body fighting the busyness. It’s yearning to stock up on the wonderful autumnal veggies and get ready to hide away until the warmer temperatures return.
Every part of my soul is aching to spend the days wandering, collecting chestnuts and watching the leaves change colour.
To counteract the busiest time of year at work, I’ve been desperately trying to squeeze in time to wander around outside. The sea’s calming silver-grey colour has helped me relax by absorbing any stress.
I’m hoping that I can fit in enough autumnal relaxation to fulfil my bodies need to hibernate without actually locking myself inside surrounded by soup and blankets!
Since learning to knit and crochet, I have become quite attached to all of my efforts. I rarely start a new crafting project with the expectation of perfection, consequently I am always satisfied with the results. I have a bag full of wonky squares and small knitted fish that document my progress, I can’t bear to undo them and start again.
However, I have broken the pattern; since starting my autumnal scarf I realised that it wasn’t as delicate or as neatly crocheted as I would like. I accepted that my work was below par, but unusually I decided that I could do better.
My second attempt at the autumnal scarf
I quite enjoyed pulling apart all of the stitches and starting again; and it was definitely the right thing to do. The second attempt is much thinner and more appropriately designed for autumn days that have just a little nip in the air.
Having improved my technique, now I need to get a bit faster so that I can wear it before the onset of winter!
Autumnal colours and tranquility at Godolphin
For six weeks of the year, Cornwall changes. The beaches become full of the bright reds and blues of buckets and spades, beach tents and swimsuits. The roads are busy and once quiet rural landscapes are full of noise and laughter as families enjoy their summer holidays together.
I am glad that people can come to Cornwall to escape their normal lives and enjoy the beach for a few days. But, I do love it when they go home. This weekend Cornwall has regained its sleepy personality and it’s quite lovely.
My autumnal scarf
Wandering around Goldophin Hill, I celebrated the start of a new season by collecting blackberries and loving the beautiful colours of autumn.
This has inspired my next crochet creation, I am making an autumnal scarf.
Unfortunately, my crocheting skill is not as beautiful as the autumnal colours that I hoped to represent, so I may be undoing my first attempt and starting again!