Beautiful Cornwall

I spent last week in this tiny creekside cottage in Cornwall, enjoying the peace without internet access or a mobile signal.

The weather was pretty good apart from a couple of days and I spent long hours sitting on a rock beside the creek, reading, watching the wildlife, gently accustomising myself to a life dictated by the turn of the tide - and then it was all over and I had to leave the magic lands for the long trip home. I love Cornwall and know this corner of East Lizard pretty well - I've stayed in the cottage three times now and it's fantastic to hear the wind and the clatter of the yachts outside the door, along with the cry of gulls and curlews. The creek is full of waders including both ordinary grey herons and their rarer cousins, the white egrets (although they don't seem to be rare here). I saw bats fluttering in the dusk one evening (I mistook them for swallows until common sense reminded me swallows would have flown weeks ago!) and the highlight on a quiet morning along the creekside road was seeing not one, but a pair of kingfishers flying past. I can only recall seeing a kingfisher twice before in my life (and never a pair) and they usually dart past so fast you register the colour and think 'that must have been a kingfisher'. These two were flying slowly enough to be clearly recognisable and very beautiful they were too. The third picture is of the creekside road - usually deserted as it's not really on the way to anywhere in particular, but busier last week due to a road closure further inland.
I've returned with my batteries recharged and full of plans for the autumn. Out of context, I know, and slightly misquoted, but my feeling every time I visit this lovely place, is that 'it restoreth my soul'. For a non-believer, that's the nearest to spiritual I get!