Such a gorgeous evening here in Cornwall. I love this time of year, when the days are long and the light is so pure and clean. I'm making the most of the empty evening beaches - won't be too long before summer fully arrives in the guise of campers, caravans and flocks of tourists who dither uncertainly in the streets like confused flamingos. It wouldn't be Cornwall without the summer tourist rush, and it's good that we get so many great festivals and happenings throughout July and August, but I've always loved this time right now. The quiet before the wonderful storm. And it really is beautiful.
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| Carne Beach, Cornwall |
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| Perfect spot for evening meditation |
Drawing lines in the cold, damp sand
She forms the words that lie softly on her lips,
As if those she loves will read them
All those thousands of miles away.
These thoughts,
Soon to be written into deep white waves
And whispered to the ears of distant shores.
She stands small and alone,
A pale figure in the midst of this open beach,
Calmly singing her hymns to the sea.
That's a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteI just was bitching about photos on blogs in my last post, but like here, they work really well because you are talking about a specific place that most of us have never seen. And, it is indeed beautiful.
I think I just saw one too many Dahlias on blogs yesterday.
How totally lucky you are to have those beaches to yourself.