Category Archives: Musings

Dulce sueños

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Tuesday 17th August 

Sailing away
In my sweet dreams
Dulce sueños
That's what it means
Far and away
Waves meet sunbeams
Edge of the world
Or so it seems

Love you both
Treasured sons
xxxxx
Falmouth marina this morning
Overcast, but warm
Variety of watercraft
British Auxiliary Vessel (Argus) in the background

Porthmeor Beach

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Sunday 15th August 

It's Porthmeor Beach
Sitting in the rain
You're gonna get wet
In the sea again
The holidaymakers
Should've gone to Spain
Have a 'staycation'
But shouldn't complain
Too many people
Town is under strain
Queues for fish and chips
Really quite insane

Love you both
Precious sons
xxxxx
So many, even in the drizzle
And in the sea, too
Looked after by Lifeguards
Many stones to negotiate to reach the sea
A little brightness
Low tide
Still overcast

Thirty nine years

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Saturday 14th August 

Anniversary
Thirty nine years
Celebrate with
Some ice cold beers


Love you both
Darling sons
xxxxx
We parked the car on Hayle dunes
Walked down the path
And sat overlooking the estuary
A little light refreshment
St Ives in the distance
Across the River Hayle
Sunshine and clouds
Breezy at times
Lots of space on the dunes

And so it seems

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Friday 13th August 

And so it seems
That in my dreams
Insomnia schemes
Taking to extremes
Awakening regimes
By whatever means
But starlight beams
Silencing screams
As sleep redeems

Thinking of you
Beloved sons
xxxxx

No choice

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Wednesday 11th August 

My story
Gave me no choice
But I do
Have a ready voice
And somedays
My heart does rejoice
Recounting
Those family exploits

Love you both
Treasured sons
xxxxx
A grey day, no beach today, drizzle go away

Glimpse

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Tuesday 10th August 

Sitting on the beach
Too crowded for me
In between windbreaks
A glimpse of the sea

Thinking of you both
Darling sons
xxxxx
In between the windbreaks
Far too busy at central Porthmeor (and lots of stones, uncovered too)
Clambering over the rocks to the sea
Too many tourists
Walking up the hill back home

Time for a breather

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Monday 9th August 

Time for a breather
From household chores
Enjoying the beach
And going outdoors
Simply people watching
Across rocky shores
Playing family games
The team leader scores
Rolling in the sand
As the winner roars

Love you forever
Beloved sons
xxxxx
Busy Porthmeor Beach
A little cloudy, but warm
Looking towards Man’s Head
Surf school
Adult sparrow and offspring
Fluffy baby