martins

these are sand martins (identifiable by the brown band on the chest) flying in and out of their burrows in these sand cliffs.

fractals

Apparently my surfaces cannot be defined in single dimensions, I am hugely more complicated (x1.333) than this. Hence, it appears that my journey around the Tamar may not have an end. This is a fractal rock with sand grains. Harriet however is simply fractious (x 1.67).

a day out at the sea side

.... I don't think this is the Tamar, it was wider and saltier. This is an unusual photo, we are all running away from a strange man with no shoes on, he had just been to some early morning dog retraining (EMDR) training (aka CPD civilising pooches day). He had learnt so much he was powerpoint perfect (note movement of arm and leg) and we responded immediately by having a flashpack. Great stuff.

dog

more reflections on reflections, Mum swimming in the Tamar.

dog daisies

dog (aka Ox eye) daisy and little green thing at the trough. Speaking for myself I can only say that it must smell very sweet.

Stoke Climsland

This is a picture of the church in Stoke Climsland, next door to the old school and in the background Kit Hill. This is the golden light for which Cornwall is famous, it is very soft, and suffuses things rather than illuminates them, and is very hard to capture on film, although it was often caught very well by the Newlyn (especially the naughty Mr Tuke) and St Ives painters.