Saturday, 5 January 2019


A winding road. I always love this view when driving between Mevagissey and Pentewan. I pulled in at the Mevagissey crossroad so I could take the photo. Sometimes we have to make time to stand and stare:

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich the smile her eyes began.

A poor life this is if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

- William Henry Davies

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