Settling Down

Settling down to Cornish living ...

(Cottages nestle round the harbours)

… there are discernible differences …

… from ‘up North’.

Apart from the obvious …

(A sign made for me?)

… the sea …

… the light …

O, the amazing light!

The language …

… takes a little getting used to …

(on both sides apparently)

… charming expressions …

… with a beautiful curly accent.

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The days are longer and  lighter.

The flowers bloom earlier.

The floras exotic, 

spiky ... 

...and ferny.

Trees and hedges look one sided ...
... as they are shaped by the winds ...

... and smothered in moss as long as a old sailors beard.

The driving.

Even the shortest journeys take longer…

… due to reversing up the narrow lanes …

… for a passing place for other cars to pass.

The deep granite walls that line these lanes …

… are unforgiving.

As many cars do testify.

Here seems a gentler, more relaxed, pace of life.

People get to it ‘dreckly’

… and take more time to say ‘hello’.

And of course, a beach walk and the sea …

…  is only a hop, skip or jump away.

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