Cornish skies

 

Cornish skies, deep blue.

Ocean reflected, absorbed;

waves of clouds breaking.

 

by Scooj

 

Body boarding

 

We four together

on a wave – mum, daughter, son.

dad; it’s a keeper!

 

by Scooj

Fishing

 

The happiest day

spending time together on

the rocks in the sun.

 

by Scooj

Memories of a café

 

The Penny Farthing

used to be here; tea and cakes

with my grandmother.

 

by Scooj

Queens’ flight

 

In their millions

reminiscent of ash spewed

from a volcano.

 

by Scooj

Fishing gone

 

Shops come and shops go

I’m sad it’s the tackle shop

where will I get bait?

Tiger fur

 

Holiday haircut

“number two please”; my daughter

calls it tiger fur.

 

by Scooj

Never work from home!

 

Bloody damnation!

household power cut ; PCs

down and no WiFi.

 

by grumpy Scooj

Hat-trick

 

Three times a score; a

sixtieth birthday perhaps

or just merriment.

 

by Scooj

The English way

 

I daren’t look at the

person next to me…to look

as if I’m looking.

 

by Scooj