During half term we visited my childhood home and of course this trip wouldn't be complete without a visit to the sea. It renews my being and feeds my soul. It's so strange - I literally feel a wave of calmness come over me. The weather wasn't fantastic which meant that a beach wasn't the best idea - so we chose a local harbour - Mevagissey for our jaunt.
In the inner harbour the boats were literally jostling for space. They were moored up in their over wintering positions protected from the worst of the winter weather ahead. Some of the little boats were lined up like soldiers in smart lines yet with different uniforms; their design, colour and size all varied. We love to look out for boat names which often have meaning like 'Our Dream' or 'Sea Breeze'. Little Lady found a boat with her christian name and was completely delighted.
The still water in the inner harbour reflected those beautiful colours even though the sun was nowhere to be seen. It was such a grey, misty wet day yet there was so much colour and texture around to enjoy.
The outer harbour below was less packed but the mist was much more pronounced. There were a couple of large (expensive) yachts moored up alongside the little fishing boats. I do enjoy looking back towards land from an outer harbour wall. The dwellings look nestled in so efficiently to the shape of the landscape. They literally mould to the shape of the cliffs where people must have originally dug out a home straight into the side of the port.
This house in particular fills me with wonder. I don't know much of the history of this architecture but it looks old and original!! I love it for its quirkiness. Many of the houses are largely covered in Cornish slate - partly because it is a local material and partly because it protects the surface from the attack of the salty elements. The harbourside is like a jigsaw, carefully fitting its pieces into the slopes around the sea.
This cormorant was drying himself with his wings outstretched. I'm not sure if this action actually dried him on this occasion - by this point the weather had deteriorated to 'Cornish Mizzle' - a mix of mist and drizzle which is ridiculously efficient at making anyone or anything very wet!!
Although the weather deteriorated we did enjoy our little visit to the Cornish seaside. The little aquarium has been recently refitted and entry is by donation so that experience added to our enjoyment. As did the delicacy of Cornish ice cream - to be relished even on a cold, autumn, misty wet day... Why not?!
Why not indeed.