Autumn colours

I really like this dress,it is another by Ewa i Walla the scandinavian designer. I love romantic clothes  like this, pity I cannot afford them but it is fun sewing or trying to match the look in more affordable shops. I don't know about any of you out there  but I think all dress is fancy dress so wear what you love! I love fabrics,William Morris ,Liberty and many others.

This is really wearable too and what is nice is that these sort of styles can be worn by women of virtually any age.

These Autumnal ladies dresses are lovely and the colours suit this misty evening.Steve and I have been clearing the garden,stacking pots and getting firewood together and now we feel like a glass of red wine and supper

Steve and I drove to the King Harry Ferry and crossed over onto the always beautiful Roseland, it was a perfect balmy Autumn day and we took our breafast with us!
 We sat and ate smoked salmon on my home made bread with the last of the home grown tomatoes.It was perfectly peaceful and we saw a heron fishing from the bank .It made me think of Dylan Thomas 's "Heron  priested shore".

 Legend says that Henry the 8th brought Anne Boleyn to Place Manor ,you can imagine her strolling to the waters edge to look at the view.
There were Celtic Monks living at Place and Roman artifacts have been found in the area. The whole of the Roseland has been inhabited from ancient times and there are numerous earthworks in the area.

The view from the quayside.

After breakfast and a coffee we went on through the lanes to St. Anthony Head were we saw the last flowers of Autumn and some red admiral butterflies that really loved the flowering ivy.

Steve watching the ships and other boats in the Carrick Roads from the headland.

I can never tell a shag from a cormerant!!These birds were on a rock just below the St Anthony Light.

Some delicate Bladder Campion growing in the protection of a dry stone wall.

Little Pennywort hiding in the wall.When I was a child I would imagine fairies and elves living in places like this!
 We left St Anthony and drove over to St Just Church, a place I love, it is the most beautiful church yard in the world. Trees ,shrubs and ferns interspersed by running water and ponds. A feeling of utter peace and tranquility pervades.
 I worked for many years on the mobile library that served the Roseland and I saw the graves of many of my older borrowers and  it seemed wonderful that they were resting in such a delightful place.

I wandered around the outside of the church and came upon this doorway decorated with a garland of blue ,white and green. I was enchanted! Inside the church the stained glass windows stood out against the simplicity of the white washed walls

There has been a place of worship here since 550 A.D when it was a celtic  Christian church.
There are many legends about this area and  one is that Joseph of Arimathia brought his nephew the  young Jesus with him when he came to do business on the Fal. He landed according to legend at St Just which was then a sacred place of the old religion. Jesus is supposed to have talked with the Holy Men while his uncle bartered for tin. If you walk down a path by the waters edge you come to the Holy Well of St Just were the sound of water dropping into the darkness of the moss covered grotto is mystical.

We went on to St Mawes were we walked along the front in the sunshine and finished a perfectly lovely day with a Cornish Cream Tea and then home via the ferry. Phew,  what a long post ! I hope you enjoy it as  much as we did.

May the road rise with you, may the wind be always at your back,may the sun shine warm upon your face,and the rain fall soft upon your fields,and until we meet again may your God keep you in the hollow of his hand.
Quote from the guide book to the Church of St Just in Roseland.

Autumn colours

Autumn leaves have started to fall,I don't think anyone said it better than John Keats in his beautiful  To Autumn but here is a small contribution by me.

Autumn 

The taste of mushrooms

in an Autumn omelette,

the scent of turning inward,

of fallen leaves,

damp to the touch,

enchant the eye and soften the sound of footsteps.

Tomorrow morning Steve and I are planning a walk in Lammorran Woods  , an enchanting area where I think time  slows down!

Waterhouse and Tennyson weave magic!

There she weaves by night and day

A magic web with colours gay.

She has heard a whisper say,

a curse is on her if she stay

To look down to Camelot.

She knows not what the curse maybe,

And so she weaveth steadily,

And little other care has she,

The Lady of Shallott



I was looking through some pictures of  the visit Emma and I did to Paris a year or so ago. We went by Eurostar to the Gare Du Nord and stayed in a small hotel on the Rue Lepic in Montmartre.We were so entranced by the place that we spent the whole long weekend just exploring the area. 

 A paradise of artist's studios and cafes, Le Lapin Agile where Picasso paid for his drinks with paintings! Renoir's house and the bar were the Impressionists played billiards. It was amazing how much there was in one small area of Paris . One evening we sat in a Belle Epoch  bar where a beautiful red haired singer sang "Chanson" and I found myself in tears! I phoned my husband  and said ,"Listen,I'm really in Paris" 

There is one very special place, a museum hidden away called The Mussee of La Vie Romantique and it is a little gem. It houses many  pictures and memorabilia of George Sand ,Chopin and other Romantics.There is a civilized tea room and pretty garden so we had tea and people watched. It was a lovely experience,I was right back there with George  Sand!

Tessa Hainsworth came to the library to talk about her two best selling books.She was vivacious and amusing  and a real delight! Her stories are about her life in Cornwall as a "Postie" in the Roseland area. She was a Body Shop executive and she and her family downsized for a more fulfilling life. Her adventures are amusing and touching and good reads.I used to be on the mobile library in the same area and could identify with many of her experiences.The Roseland  is a very special place full of beauty and mystery. I too saw it in all weathers and seasons. I particularly remember coming across the King harry Ferry in the Autumn dusk and seeing the smoke  from  the chimney of a house on the far bank. Mist was rising from the river, it felt magic and a full moon was rising. Those times on the van were an experience I cherish and still miss.

Here are two of the great young actors from Dream Team Theatre who are based in Cornwall and are performing this weekend their own version of Around The World in Eighty Days. Here they are entertaing us at the library where I work. Good luck to them in the future.www.dreamteamtheatre.co.uk