Showing posts with label Cornwall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cornwall. Show all posts

Tuesday, 30 June 2020

Day 30, Final Day of #30dayswildcreativity: The Sea and its Islands

Two Noah's Ark panels of stained glass from St Neot's Church, Bodmin Moor

I discovered very early on that I enjoyed drawing. When I was about four or five I was asked to draw Noah's Ark, a challenge I relished as I loved animals. I also loved the sea, being by the sea and paddling: it took me a long time to learn to swim. Sadly I failed to keep that drawing, but the version in the stained glass above always make me smile when I see the dove being sent off to look for dry land in one panel and the dove returning in another with what must be the olive leaf in its bill. 

There is something about setting off from the security of the shore and heading out into the vastness of the ocean. I was a timid swimmer and it was many years until I was finally awarded my bronze Personal Survival Medal. I am also a timid sailor in choppy seas. But I love a short excursion out into the ocean, particularly when there is the lure of an island at the far end of the voyage. 

Back in 2011 we were holidaying in Lochinvar in Assynt in the north-west of Scotland. The weather in that magnificent region is very unpredictable, though it is usually safe to predict rain. We checked the weather forecast at breakfast and decided that all was set as fair as it was likely to be. 


We boarded a vessel to the Summer Isles and set out in fine weather...


... and were soon leaving the brooding silhouettes of Stac Pollaidh and Suilven behind.


A few minutes later the sun came out and we were able to feast our eyes on these intense ocean blues.


By the time we reached the island of Tanera Mòr, it had turned into a beautiful afternoon. 




There was just time to call in at the Post Office, which has been issuing its own stamps since the 1970s, before heading back along the bank to enjoy some local wildlife. Stamps bought on the island can only be used to transport an envelope or postcard as far as the mainland. Thereafter a missive will only reach its destination if it also carries a regular stamp.




We noticed some orchids, and as we drew closer we saw...



... this 6-spot Burnet moth ...



... and this one that landed on David's hand. The bank was full of these colouful insects, and judging by their shiny appearance, I think they had just emerged and were drying off their wings in the bright sunshine.  




Another surprise took the form of this impressive (and ferocious) Green Tiger Beetle

Our time on this special island was fast drawing to a close. I looked up at the remains of an old dwelling and paused to wonder what life would have been like in the 1880s when a population of 119 was recorded. Doubtless many, or most, of these would have been linked to the herring industry

Everything changes, including Scottish islands. Tanera Mòr has been sold since our visit, and a new vision is taking shape. 


As we waited by the shore for our return voyage, we watched these female Eiders drifting through the tranquil waters.  




 
The photograph above shows me in my element aboard a boat on the water in fabulous weather, and with the mainland not far away. The Tate (Tate Britain, I believe) holds an 'aquatint on paper' of the pier at Tanera Mor, produced by William Daniell, who died in 1837, the year before members of my Scottish family emigrated from the Cairngorm area under the Lang Bounty Scheme, via Oban, to Sydney. What a voyage that must have entailed. Their fortitude is something I find hard to imagine; but, like Noah on Mount Ararat, they reached the safety of dry land. 

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This post was written in response to Dr Miriam Darlington's final #30dayswildcreativity meme on her Facebook page. We were invited to write about something we had fallen 'in love with as a child', and I have chosen to focus on a number of different threads, many of which weave together in my life as I enjoy the natural world and its oceans. 

Threads represented in my 'sea collage' below include time spent afloat, looking in rockpools, watching wildlife, writing, sketching and taking photographs. 



Thank you, Miriam, so much for your inspiring themes and memes. I have thoroughly enjoyed responding to them in word and image. Thank you, too, for the literary excerpts and poems you have introduced us to along the way.  


Wednesday, 6 November 2019

Marbled White butterfly


2019 will be marked as the year in which I (knowingly) saw my first Marbled Whites. I am not aware of having seen these striking butterflies before, but this last summer we saw a few at Stowe Landscape Gardens and then the one above on the edge of the golf course that leads to St Enodoc church in Cornwall. 

In my previous post, I added a photo of a moth with vibrant orange underwings; and here, by contrast, is a stylish specimen that lacks the array of pigments we often associate with butterflies. It just goes to show that moths can be bright and colourful and butterflies can be... well, frankly, black and white!   

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I feel sure the tapestry hassock above from the church at St Enodoc displays a Purple Emperor, classed by many as 'His (or Her) Imperial Majesty' among our British butterflies. I have only ever seen a female... to date.

Sir John Betjeman's Cornish Slate grave at St Enodoc


Monday, 4 November 2019

Scarlet Tiger Moth


Who says moths are dull?

I have been meaning to post these moth photographs for ages. I posted the pictures on iSpot months ago, hoping for confirmation of my identification, but sadly I am still waiting. Perhaps some kind blogger will come to my aid instead!

We were at NT Trerice (such beautiful grounds...) in Cornwall back in late June when we became aware of a flutter over the flower bed. Amazingly, the insect came to rest, with forewings tightly together. We waited and watched, and to our delight, the moth eventually opened its wings, revealing the beautiful scarlet that you see in the photo above. I don't know whether the yellow marks, as opposed to the white marks, on the forewing are pale because the moth had just emerged: I had expected them to be brighter.

This was a first sighting for me and I am smitten! I hope I may get my eye in next year, and find some more... 

#mothsmatter






Thursday, 10 March 2016

Scavenger Hunt Photos


I so enjoyed the Scavenger Hunt entry on Amanda's blog that I thought I would have a go.

If you click this link to Greenthumb (Suzzie) you will find a list of words.

The idea is to match each one with one of your photos

taken during the month in question. 

I have had to use old photos 

this time.

Enjoy! 

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Green

I have a feeling the Ladybird has found a Woodlouse hole! Taken at NT Sutton Hoo.

2

It takes two to Tango! You can read about Gorillas here.

Cool
 
We failed to see penguins, but we loved the Hebridean island of Gigha and its sign!


Somewhere you went

... Looking for dinosaurs on the island of Skye. New finds here.

Up

We took the cable car up to the Heights of Abraham, where we found these frogs.

Frame

View from the Hide, Gialova near Homer's 'sandy Pylos', Greece.

From a low angle

The mysterious Dozmary Pool in Cornwall, linked to Excalibur.

On the shelf

... to represent the Gondwanaland Shelf! Signpost in Marks Hall Arboretum, Essex.

Writing

Burns Cottage: perhaps not quite the red, red rose the poet had in mind!

Inside

Both are outside in the open air, of course; but which is on the inside of the fence?

Line
 
St Andrews seafront: a variation on 'three French hens'?


Shape

Somewhat skewed Teasel because I had to include the Ladybird!

I have undertaken this exercise as an experiment, using old photos. 
I hope to do it 'properly' next time, though whether I will find angles
 on all the March words I am not so sure! 

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Wednesday, 12 February 2014

A Penguin at Polkerris?

We would expect some unusual avian arrivals as a result of these persistent and violent storms, but do you think a *penguin* was spotted strutting along the shore at Polkerris Beach in Cornwall?

Take a look at the photo footage here. My own opinion is that a Guillemot or Razorbill ID is more likely, far more likely, but you have to admit that the stance has something distinctly penguin-like about it.

I don't have any penguin photos, but here are some Guillemots from Pembrokeshire in West Wales ...