Gylly bay.. Spring tide and an on shore wind..Just one hour between these photo's...

 Just 5 minutes from where I live in Falmouth is Gyllynvase Beach but not much of the 'beach' to be seen yesterday due to a spring tide

..and an onshore wind.. Crazy! 

 The wind actually blew me over completely whilst I was taking this photograph..

 When waves roll in literary roll in.

 Sea snow

 Then just an hour later and a little further along the path looking towards Gyllynvase beach.

 Looking towards the lighthouse at St Anthony Head.

 This one is a bit fuzzy due to the 'mist' as the waves crashed into the sea defenses but it captures the atmosphere of the evening.

When stars were washed up on the beach..

The other evening there were several star fish washed up on Gyllyngvase beach

A couple of children were thinking it fun to play with them.. 

Needless to say we had words... 

I must have looked a sight. I can see the headlines... 

'Crazy lady returning stars into the sea'..

They were still alive, just.. So I did what I had to do..

Having some fun with..

 Papier mache 

*Note to self.. Read the message and do it.  'Clear, Tidy Studio'.. I have such good intentions.. But decided that the beach was a better option this afternoon..

Grandson and his mama on the beach..Lots of people about, haven't seen Church Cove this busy since the summer, and how the beach has changed, the sea has chucked up all the rocks onto the beach where last week there was soft sand. I expect it will change again, and again as the storms and bad weather continue.

 

I have this plan that if I take a carrier bag down to the beach each time I go and fill it with plastic I will hope to help the environment in some small way.. So this afternoon I collected my bag of plastic that the sea had thrown up and promptly lost my camera.. A long '2 hours' later I finally find it next to the rubbish bin where I put the bag of plastic beach combings. Grrrr!

Recycled Christmas Wishes from...... 'My Cornish home to Yours'...

My 'beach-combed' Christmas heart.. 

If I'd have got my act together and taken more photo's as I constructed this post could have been called 'A recycled heart tutorial'.. But as you may have realised things are a little difficult at the moment.. Too many hospital visits and too much to take on board.. This is all the creative energy I have managed to summon.. 

I brought a very cheap Christmas heart from Wilkinson's in Falmouth.  And yes, it was on 'sale' of course. Cheapskate that I am. I decorated it with my collection of beach finds from Church Cove. So, using tangled bits of net and fisherman's string, seaweed and other bits and bobs that were still clinging to the rope, I wove it between the wreath and tied it on with the orange netting. Easy peasy. 

Collecting beach treasure at Church Cove

When walking on the beach we always take a carrier bag to collect the rubbish that visitors leave behind and the plastic waste the sea delivers to the shore. Recycling and beach clearing at the same time..  It is amazing what you find...

Cornish update

The rest of the family are now officially living in Cornwall. 

Sunset at Gunwalloe cove.

Inspirational standing stones..

Look again, there is a Seagull in the background 

 

Our son has returned from Essex, we are thrilled to have him safely home once again. Last evening, we took him to Gunwallow beach at Church Cove our 'new nearest' beach  and one that he hadn't visited before.. It was a glorious evening with the sun setting as the last of the holiday makers were packing up...

 

As we walked along the beach I couldn't help but record the standing stone sculptures left by the children or maybe their parents? I hope that they took their own photo's they looked quite wonderful in the evening sunshine.

I have fallen in love with this place and enjoy walking here at the end of a long, house hunting day.  One might say, food for the soul... Must remember that when I'm struggling with my diet.. I'll tell you about that another time.

As we walked along the edge of the shoreline there were so many Jellyfish washed up by the morning tide, waiting patiently for the evening tide to arrive. Each one different and all so beautiful.. *Note to self... Don't pick them up!!!