17th November 2011
Blogging like buses……
…..none for ages then three at once!
Most evenings I have a walk with my dog Bertie, this one of the gate was taken last week on one such evening not far from home. Oh the joy of living on the north coast for those fantastic evening skies and sunsets – walking through a field on the way down to Botallack my eye was taken by this old, falling apart gate with winter hedgerow on either side silhouetted against the glowing sunset orange back drop sky. A single gull is on the edge of the picture, soon followed by a flock as they glided out to sea.
Returning home at dusk from St Ives the other evening on the breathtakingly beautiful coast road that runs between St Ives and St Just, I was ‘caught’ behind this herd of cows making their way to milking – there were a lot of them and they had a fair old stank along the road before their farm lane. The girl herding them had her job cut out to keep them moving as they wandered from hedge to hedge stopping and grazing as they made their milk laden slow progress in the dusk.
Just in case you think I never leave West Penwith, here is one taken at Calstock, also last week, on my return from dropping my son Dominic back to Exeter Uni. Unfortunately it turned out to be an unrelentingly grey day, so my plans of lovely sunny Autumn pictures of the Tamar Valley were thwarted once again (I’ve been there three or four times to take photos but have always been unlucky with the weather). This one of the river and magnificent viaduct at Calstock is perhaps in some ways enhanced by the grey day, reflecting the inherent power and sombre nature of this huge piece of engineering.