the high road

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a very quick post here to share a few more photos from cornwall. this morning i went out again before classes began and this time, i took the road which winds up and away from the hotel, toward the next town and the airport, just to see where it went.

it’s a steep climb initially, a real butt-buster, but a good way to warm up and get my blood moving, first thing (as you can see, it was quite frosty this morning before and during sunrise . . .).

the climb is worth every step, though—when you get to the upper part of the hill, the skyline begins to reveal itself in full.

along the paved road, you don’t have a view of the sea, but on the other side, there is a wonderful panorama of local farm fields

once you are at the top, the road undulates only slightly while winding back and forth along the perimeter of each farm.

before long, some familiar forms presented themselves on the horizon and as i drew nearer, i could see a crowd of them in the near distance, enjoying the first warm rays of the rising sun.

and then—wait for it—there they were, right in front of my eyes; a whole pack of mama sheep, with several obviously new additions tagging along close beside them. aren’t those little lambs just adorable??

i caught them just at the moment the sun was coming up behind them.

today turned out to be much more clear and warm eventually, but at this time of day, it was still very cold from the previous night. i walked fast to keep myself warm, but i could still feel an intense chill from the pavement beneath my shoes, which numbed my feet for a long while.

i walked a half hour in the outward direction and made it all the way to the next little town, which turned out to be directly above the area we walked to on the beach yesterday.

this path leads to the cliff edge where i can look down below and see the back side of the notched rock formations we stood in front of at the end of the beach saturday.

wow, it was really frosty, huh?? haha, it didn’t seem that way when i was out there taking pictures.

the cliffs themselves show a history of upheaval in the tilting textures and various layers showing at their surfaces

on the way back i took the more rugged path that follows the cliffs very closely to get the most of the sea view. it was a lot safer too—no cars whizzing past out there at the edge of the precipices.

the beach view was stunning from up there—that stream that runs out over the sand, though salty, was actually frozen this morning; that’s how cold it was—even the sea water froze!

what’s funny is that those white dots are birds and they are obviously congregating right in the middle of the freezing water; i wonder why?

you can see that even during the final descent back to the hotel, there is heavy frost still on the ground—and that was after 9am. now, lots of you in north america will not find that unusual, but apparently it is quite out of the norm for the south of england.

i headed back inside very reluctantly, where it was nearly time to start classes. today we progressed into the the leg of the marie antoinette socks and everyone began to make noticeable progress. many aprticipants left today’s three hour session well past the heel.

and even those who didn’t get that far left very happy with what they accomplished

that’s lilith from old maiden aunt, right in the middle; we may actually go to visit her at her dye studio, once we’re in scotland—i promise i’ll bring my camera along for that . . .

tomorrow is the last day of the retreat; my class will meet in the morning for a photography and photo editing session, where we’ll put our cameras and framing skills through their paces. i think we have the perfect setting for a wonderfully fun class to end the weekend.

in the afternoon, we head back to london to rest up and wait for david’s arrival. this time, i really mean it—you probably won’t hear from me for a couple of days. but i’ll be back, once we get to beautiful edinburgh.

i’ll miss cornwall—it’s been a greatly inspiring weekend . . .

32 thoughts on “the high road

  1. Did you try to coax one of the sheep to come along with you so you may bring it home? The scenery is really nice over there.

  2. And you’re going to Edinburgh??? I…am…so…jealous!!! Wait til you see spectacular Scotland! Heavenly! Have fun!!

  3. What a treat to get more lovely pictures of Cornwall! Better stay on that side of the pond for a while with what they’re predicting for the coming week for most of the country.

    I love lambing season! So adorable.

    Thanks for sharing your trip with us!

  4. Just beautiful. Thanks for taking and sharing photos of that lovely place. We’re armchair travelers.

  5. Your last two posts have inspired me–must now plan a trip to Cornwall (along with all the other places on my bucket list 😉 )

  6. What a wonderful trip you are having! Thanks for sharing, I am now dying to get to Cornwall. And Scotland still ahead of you, such beautiful colors and scenery – such inspiration!

  7. Anne – your blog is always amazing and inspiring. I love reading of your travels and seeing the wonderful projects that you create.

  8. My guess about the birds and the ice:
    As the water froze from the outer edges inward, if there were any fingerling fish there they were herded slowly to the center just in time to serve as birdie breakfast.

  9. You’ll find that frost pretty normal in the North of England. Cornwall is beautiful, I’ve only been once and I really must go back.

  10. Wow – I feel like you’ve taken us on your retreat with you. The pictures, as always, are so beautiful and inspiring (as is your love of walking!). Thanks so much for sharing your adventure with us. It sure helps disperse the winter blues. Enjoy the rest of your trip.

  11. Beautiful photos. I’m so glad that the sun shone and you were able to explore a little. Make sure you sample some porridge when you’re north of the border!

  12. Wonderful photos and a great read (as always). Thank you so very much for sharing your trip with us. I have wanted to go to Scotland for a long time, now, so I’m eagerly awaiting your photos from there. And now I have included Cornwall in my must visit places.

    Enjoy your time with David and we’ll look forward to hearing from you again soon.

  13. Your photos are so wonderful. Really wish I was there alongside you, but at least we get a taste of what you are enjoying.

  14. Your photos really help guide me back to my fairisle projects. If you look at how Alice Starmore describes her colours reflection of the Hebrides, you see a gentler echo of those colours in the Cornish coast.
    Truly a feast for the eyes. Thanks.

  15. As a huge Daphne du Maurier fan, I’ve always wanted to go to Cornwall (never got there – the perils of visiting GB with a lovey dovey couple). Thanks so much for the great pictures!

  16. Such a grand life you live! Thanks for sharing the gorgeous photos of the adventures. I’ve been gone from comments for a while–life took over, but I still lurk and catch a read when I can.

  17. I am enjoying going along with you for the ride. It may be cold where you are but at least no ice or snow underfoot to curtail your long walks.

  18. Looks like your having a great time and the pictures are gorgeous! We miss you but are still getting together to knit when we can. Your missing the ice back here…..lucky you! Enjoy your trip and continue to send us shots of what we’re missing!

  19. *gasp* what a view!! it looks exactly the way i imagined cornwall in my kitchy little braincells… i so wanna go there!!!!! thanks for these amazing pictures!!

  20. Those big craggy black rocks – that’s exactly what I remember the coast in Cornwall looking like, all those years ago. Now I want to go back! Have fun in Scotland – can’t wait to see pictures.

  21. thank you anne for the wonderful tour. and i’m jealous of the marie antoinette class. i am almost ready to cast on but am a bit intimidated when i read the pattern!

  22. I’m glad David flew out before the weather got bad. Where I am west of Chicago we have 15-18 inches and lots of big drifts. Do you have some nice neighbors that will dig you out while you’re gone? I’m looking forward to future posts to take me away from here for a bit 🙂

  23. Happy birthday to someone who shares the same date. My mom is from Scotland and I do love it over there. Have the time of your life!

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