The view from here has been aqueous
January draws to a close. One month ago this evening – on New Year’s Eve – it was wet. Torrentially wet. The tale of our attempts to enjoy the NYE celebrations at Looe may resurface at more length one day but for now I shall say only that the weather played a significant, and not very pleasant, role. B’s face probably says it all. Continue reading “The View from Here: water, water, everywhere”
And that moment captured the essence of this year’s Christmas, which for me was all about the very old and the very young.
It is the twenty-fifth of January. This time last month was another 25th. It was Christmas Day. Yes, a distant memory already; we’ve been back in the real world quite long enough to have packed away all thoughts of Christmas with the baubles and the tinsel. When it comes to including Christmas here in A Corner of Cornwall I’m even later than last year, but I do want a record of it and it is just a month back after all. Not so very long ago. But be warned. And if you really can’t stomach the thought a brief foray back into festive realms I can’t blame you. I suggest you move along briskly. Continue reading “The View from Here: Christmas 2017”
Six Degrees of Separation is hosted by Kate at Books Are My Favourite and Best. Every month she provides the title of a book as a starting point and the idea is to link it to six other books to form a chain. A book doesn’t have to be connected to all of the others on the list – only to the one next to it in the chain. I’ve often enjoyed reading the chains created by others, and it’s fascinating how different they all are. I’ve thought about joining in several times. I’m a little late in the month, but I’m going to dive in anyway. Continue reading “Six Degrees of Separation: from No.1 Ladies’ Detective Agency to England, Their England”
For me there was an atavistic connection: strong and raw. Unsophisticated, preliterate.
There was a darkness so thick it felt like a warm bath, yet the air was crackling sharp with cold. And the pin-bright sliver of moon hung over the water between the cliffs. A scimitar shining; sprinkling magic. Continue reading “The View From Here: reaching back”
Fewer words, fewer photos; keep it simple
Well, here we are with January in full flow; the new year bedding in and a Corner of Cornwall still languishing – lonely and unloved. It’s been on my mind a lot, my blog. Or rather my lack of blog. I’m not one for New Year Resolutions anymore, but I do feel that I need to make an effort here and get into some kind of rhythm. Either that or retire gracefully – at least for a while. So the time has come to test the waters once more and see if I can re-establish the blogging habit. It’s not that I have nothing to write about; I just seemed to have lost momentum. I suspect there will be an eclectic timeline: there are things I’d like held here from the past few months so I’ll be jumping about a bit. And couple of changes, I think: fewer words, fewer photos. Keep it simple. And we’ll see what happens.
Happy New Year everyone!