Another favourite winter walk and beach

You will have to imagine the sunshine on this beach walk. The sun did eventually reach us, having blessed the north coast and Marazion first, before rolling along the edge of England to reach the dogs and I at St Levan and then Porthcurno. But it was not cold, it was not raining and it was not windy.
That'll do!

Unfortunately the photo session and pasty provisions were done and dusted by the time the sun did roll up, so the photos lack the golden orb's light, but I still think they are worth a showing, if only for the fact that the dogs and I had the luxury of the beach ALL to ourselves.

One of the many pleasures of living in Cornwall in winter. Deserted beaches.

I believe this beach was extremely well visited last summer due to some facebook advertising which went fairly viral. Today it was EMPTY save for us.

I don't mind sharing at all. Sharing is good for us, but it is also very nice, to selfishly have something all to ourselves;)

Up on cliffs we met some Dartmoor ponies employed by an environmental management scheme to eat down the moorland vegetation and they are making a good job of it.

Walking back across the cliff path the Hebe is already out, in all it's purple glory.

Stopping off at Porthcurno to have a wander on the beach, to sink my toes in the shell sand and marvel at the variety of tiny molluscs.  I did have to share this beach with canoeists and surfers, walkers and a dog, watching 'his human' out on his surfboard. Still, a pleasurable place to share.

Shell sand is the comfiest sand to walk on, it sticks to your feet and legs and can be brought back home in your socks and shoes. Unlike most sand, that shifts around in your socks, uncomfortably, shell sand is simply a 'whisper', a reminder of sunshine and summer that lingers comfortably. Tiny, tiny flat fragments of what once was a living home, that attaches itself and then leaves a dusting of shell-glitter to everything..... nature can be quite wonderful.