Out on Friday with all the family and our house guests, my cousin, his wife and their youngest daughter. Our route was short – down to the Cove and across the Lots, but took a long time because S walked a lot of the way, and because we stopped for quite some time at the Cove.
On the way to the Cove I was surprised to discover primroses flowering on the grassy bank on Cove Road. I shouldn’t have been since I find that I was equally surprised when I found them there a week earlier last year.
Views form the Cove were quite restricted by the mist…
I’m intrigued by this large post seen here poking out of the water in the channel. It was revealed by the erosion of the substantial marshy foreshore which used to extend someway out into the bay here. I’d love to know when it dates form and what it’s purpose was.
TBH accompanied the kids for a clamber up to the small smelly cave in the cliff…
The ‘beach’ here is usually muddy, but today it was a mixture of mud and sand. We drew pictures in it, and clambered on the rocks…
A and B collected various shards of pottery – their treasure, whilst I found another remnant of the Victorian tip here – a glass bottle stopper.
Our newly sandy beach.
Despite the sand, A managed to find a revoltingly slimy mud which she rolled into a ball and insisted on bringing home: “It’s clay Dad!”.
On the cliff-top path which climbs up to the Lots, there are a couple of benches. I’ve photographed a very confident robin here before. This time a robin sat very nonchalantly on the wall, perhaps the same one, given how fiercely territorial robins are.
When it eventually moved, it was only to move closer to sit on the back of the bench.
I love the detail of the texture of the feathers on these photos. I’m also struck by how very spherical this bird is. When I draw robins (I’m an inveterate doodler) I tend to start with a circle for the body – not quite as inaccurate as I thought?