The best footwear. Obvs.
The grand kids are still grand but not kids.
Christmas eve pre-drinks.
One of the guests needed some help selecting the wine for dinner. It turned into a little education for us, like a mini personalised wine tour!
Filtering and decanting.
A morning ride to grab coffee had the added bonus of watching the polar express warming up.
Ewok perfecting the sleeping spots.
It's been a tad chilly, and a tad chilly for over a week. The sun is doing it's best, and today managed to defrost the sunny-side half the tree.
Oncall, but for the patient not the music service, so working from the dining table
Left or right?
Lovely H left supplies to help out after F's shoulder op. Unfortunately Yogi and Ewok got there first. However, I'm most impressed at how neatly they unpacked.
Aliens landed in Bob's field last night. They nearly got away with it but their rocket ship left burn marks in the snow.
Coding with F
Some snow, then a week of sub zero.
Where the dunes are growing. Slowly.
Ladder. For the roofers roofing a roof up the street.
Breakie at Cherry Trees. Lunch at Blue Tomato. Dinner at the Pig.
I don't think we did enough steps to compensate for all that.
Sand on the Rock side.
Church in the dunes.
Water on the ferry ramp.
The ferry crew needed 10 minutes. What a terrible place to wait.
Advice for life.
One benefit of coffee to-go from Cherry Trees is the while-you-wait view.
This morning had sunbeams!
Hall Walk. Fowey to Polruan to Fowey again.
A nice spot to pose!
Some mornings are so worth getting up for.
Discovering stuff down on the shore.
A beautiful evening at Harlyn. The dogs got a speedy short walk because the surf forecast was poor for the rest of the week.
Could have waited for the tide to drop a bit more, but by then it would have been night-boarding.
Yup, the only one in!
Warmed up with a cuppa from the thermos. But my feet took a day or two longer to recover.
We got the perfect seats for the lantern parade — but I forgot to take pictures until after then main event. But then Padstow's fire engine was just slightly ever so more popular.
I got things oppositely wrong for the fireworks. For these the timing was better (just between "ohhh" and "ahhh") but instead of being quay-side, with amazing reflections in the harbour (forth of July-style), I was in the crowds with this gent's bald bonnet for framing.
Up early means views like this. I'm not sure the dogs were as impressed as I was.
Nights are longer, and darker for longer.