The seagulls woke me up as they were having an argument but the sun was high
I reached for my IPad to blog this morning but no internet again! Sam and Alice went home today I will miss them for the rest of the week.
Today the plan was to visit a cove for body boarding to ride the white horses of the waves. Beach was packed up like sardines and as the waves gained the territory of the sandy beach they packed up tighter and tighter. I did brave the waves but not a full swim.As we left to walk, back we witnessed splendid views of turquoise sea surrounding by rocks and with every hue of crimson , pinks and deep red of the heather and sea thrift along the paths .
I forgot to have a top of fluids in my tube before I went , Mark gave me water but my swallow reflex wasn’t working , my mouth was so dry and I as walked back to the car my throat felt like it was dry sock at the back of my mouth .Then we set off to the Lizard, I was so hungry as I smelt the sweet aroma of fish and chips . I tried to join in with tasting bits of batter and a chip or two but it caused me to choke . Ice cream again , but different flavours… Ginger today
I wanted to watch the sunset so Helen took us to Mullion Cove , it brought memories flooding back as we visited on our holiday just after Tim had died , our first holiday without him, we went on a boat trip to see the seals . I remember sitting on the balcony of flat then and howling all night much like Sunday .The sun was bold but gently giving way to the day as dropped from sight to another world. As I sat on the rocks with Betsey,Helen and Mark beside me I silently contemplated.
I realised that humans could similar to the sun , some have sort days and some have long but it is inevitable that humans will disappear like the sun. Some believe there is another world as we die like the sun lights another part of our world . For hundreds of years humans didn’t know that , they thought it was a new sun every day . Maybe one day we will ind out that there is another existence for us when we die too. Like the sun as it set I feel my spirt burns so brightly before I will die . Once I am dead I hope for a while people might think of me in a positive way like the sky lights up for a while in beautiful colours when the sun has set.
We lingered long on the rocks , it was sublime and a chance to witness the beauty of the world as the dropping sun rays gently stroked the sea with silver. When I we returned I had my tea of soup and yoghurt again , played cards . The group decided to go to a jousting tournament tomorrow . I think my life is too short for jousting so I planned my own day to visit St Michael’s Mount.