Going Quackers at Cornwall's Duck Ponds

We were passing through St. Blazey when my wife suggested we should have a wander around the local Duck Pond. So we did.

St. Blazey is named after St. Blaise a Bishop who was martyred in Armenia in the fourth century. He supposedly landed at nearby Par in the third century. Oh yes, and it is said that his name is invoked by those who suffer from throat problems. Anyway, back to the pond!

In the good old days, okay just a short while back, I'd take my grandchildren to the pond armed with duck food. That was always fun.

The pond is all very pleasant, though there didn't seem to be as many ducks, and the like, as I remembered.

Three photos from back then.

Moving on to the pond at Par, near Par Beach

A duck admiring his reflection in the pudle.

The seagulls seem to think they are in charge of Par Pond ...

... but the Canadian Geese would perhaps disagree.

Anyway, to finish today's post four photos snapped in our garden

Wishing you a happy week ahead and thanks for visiting my blog. All good wishes ~ Mike.

Geese, Par Beach, Sand Dunes and Flowers

The sun was shining  so we went along to Par Beach, on Cornwall's south coast, for a walk.

Years back we had two caravans on the site, which we let out to holiday makers. So it was interesting to see how things had changed.

All was well with the world and the geese seemed content on the lake - along with a couple of swans and numerous ducks.

Par isn't a favourite beach, but it's quite a long stretch and the water is usually quite shallow and placid.

We crossed the sand dunes to walk on the flat sand.

Then, wham bang, the weather changed within a few minutes. The sky wasn't quite as inviting.

The sea wasn't too inviting either. It's usually flat and shallow but waves rolled in.

As it looked like rain we headed back across the sand dunes to find our car.

You often find in Cornwall that if you move along the coast a little the weather can be quite different. This was the case on our trip.

We wandered down a few lanes and there were flowers galore ...

... even a host of golden daffodils ...

... and some camellias.

Plus bright gaudy colours.

Amongst the woods an old wall was covered with moss ...

... and there was more moss on the trees - made me think of Christmas, which I didn't really want to think about!

We decided to make our way back home, a mug of tea was the order of the day - okay, and a biscuit. Yes, a chocolate one or maybe two.

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