When I think of Cornwall, I think of .... rain, the early morning grey mizzly kind and the lashing down kind. This year, we had the added 'delight' of wind from the tail-end of Hurricane Bertha.
It cheered up a bit eventually but the weather certainly kept us indoors more than we would have liked for our summer holiday!
We still managed to see all those things (other than rain!) which are evocative of the county.
Lane ways, buildings at angles and white washed walls.
The beautiful beaches. This one is Porthminster at St Ives. Don't be fooled by that blue sky; it was still bloomin' chilly!
Hedgerows filled with flowers. The hydrangeas were coming to an end but the crocosmia were everywhere. It reminds me of home as my Cornish nana brought some up one year and we had it planted all around the bay window.
One of the excursions we managed was a walk at Cardinham Woods which, of course, had to be rewarded with some delicious cake from Woods Cafe and a play with the equally delicious Bailey the cat.
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