Corrinne F
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“There is a time for the evening under starlight/A time for the evening under lamplight/(The evening with the photograph album)/Love is most nearly itself/When here and now cease to matter”
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A few hours on one of the best beaches in Cornwall, followed by my first roast dinner of the season. Absolutely massive plate of roasties and Yorkshire pud. Good job I’ve walked 22,000 steps in the last 24 hours.
November 23, 2025 at 2:22 PM
A few hours on one of the best beaches in Cornwall, followed by my first roast dinner of the season. Absolutely massive plate of roasties and Yorkshire pud. Good job I’ve walked 22,000 steps in the last 24 hours.
Quite the Atlantic onshore today, coming in from the northwest.
November 23, 2025 at 12:11 PM
Quite the Atlantic onshore today, coming in from the northwest.
The north coast being its dramatic self.
November 23, 2025 at 12:05 PM
The north coast being its dramatic self.
I always did like waking up to this view, the unmade lane and the little wood. It’ll be strange when my friends move and I can’t visit the house any more.
November 23, 2025 at 10:22 AM
I always did like waking up to this view, the unmade lane and the little wood. It’ll be strange when my friends move and I can’t visit the house any more.
“Did someone rustle a crisp packet?”
November 22, 2025 at 9:19 PM
“Did someone rustle a crisp packet?”
Rural night walking. I always enjoy the bus ride here but it was dark so couldn’t see a thing out of the window. Good job I still had some phone battery left because I’d forgotten the cardinal rule of village life: carry a torch. I only knew when I was passing the farm because I could smell it.
November 22, 2025 at 7:32 PM
Rural night walking. I always enjoy the bus ride here but it was dark so couldn’t see a thing out of the window. Good job I still had some phone battery left because I’d forgotten the cardinal rule of village life: carry a torch. I only knew when I was passing the farm because I could smell it.
It’s that time of year again. Angels over Truro. Someone just asked me for the route to the station, which of course is as familiar as the back of my hand. I guess I must look like someone who knows where they’re at.
November 22, 2025 at 5:41 PM
It’s that time of year again. Angels over Truro. Someone just asked me for the route to the station, which of course is as familiar as the back of my hand. I guess I must look like someone who knows where they’re at.
Always strange to pass the old flat. Well, one of them.
November 22, 2025 at 4:58 PM
Always strange to pass the old flat. Well, one of them.
Off I go again. Somewhat later than planned.
November 22, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Off I go again. Somewhat later than planned.
No matter how much I have to do, there’s always time to watch the sea for a while.
November 22, 2025 at 11:59 AM
No matter how much I have to do, there’s always time to watch the sea for a while.
Might be November but there’s a robin and a chaffinch making a heck of a noise in the trees.
November 22, 2025 at 11:41 AM
Might be November but there’s a robin and a chaffinch making a heck of a noise in the trees.
Oddly enough it’s warmer outside than it was in the community centre
November 22, 2025 at 11:25 AM
Oddly enough it’s warmer outside than it was in the community centre
Rain has stopped (briefly, I expect) and wind’s dropped a bit. Glad I wore wellies though.
November 22, 2025 at 11:17 AM
Rain has stopped (briefly, I expect) and wind’s dropped a bit. Glad I wore wellies though.
It’s a wild day to be going anywhere, and certainly not a workshop, but one must keep one’s appointments.
November 22, 2025 at 9:59 AM
It’s a wild day to be going anywhere, and certainly not a workshop, but one must keep one’s appointments.
It must’ve rained while I was in the cinema. The pavements are wet.Lucky to miss it. It’s freezing now though.
November 21, 2025 at 7:13 PM
It must’ve rained while I was in the cinema. The pavements are wet.Lucky to miss it. It’s freezing now though.
Trap One, as always.
November 21, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Trap One, as always.
Nippier out than I expected. Already regretting lack of an extra layer.
November 21, 2025 at 4:28 PM
Nippier out than I expected. Already regretting lack of an extra layer.
I went back to sleep after, but this was the magnificent light at 7am. Those rooms opposite must have windows on both sides. See how the colours come right through?
November 21, 2025 at 10:18 AM
I went back to sleep after, but this was the magnificent light at 7am. Those rooms opposite must have windows on both sides. See how the colours come right through?
5.30pm. East of the sun, west of the moon.
November 20, 2025 at 5:37 PM
5.30pm. East of the sun, west of the moon.
Rain until dusk again. Beautiful though.
November 20, 2025 at 5:06 PM
Rain until dusk again. Beautiful though.
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November 20, 2025 at 1:52 PM
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The beach is all but deserted. Down on the far right side there’s someone with a dog in a disco collar. The white light is a swimmer. And I just saw a young man in swim shorts emerge from the sea and walk barefoot up the road as if he wasn’t being pelted with hailstones.
November 19, 2025 at 5:58 PM
The beach is all but deserted. Down on the far right side there’s someone with a dog in a disco collar. The white light is a swimmer. And I just saw a young man in swim shorts emerge from the sea and walk barefoot up the road as if he wasn’t being pelted with hailstones.
Still a little lighter later in the west
November 19, 2025 at 5:41 PM
Still a little lighter later in the west