Armeria Maritima

Sort of following on from my previous photograph at Polzeath, you know the one where I cosmetically rearranged my derriere whilst using it as a makeshift (I said shift not !) braking device scrambling down over rocks to stop myself taking an unplanned swim.

 

Well during my rather speedy decent I was aware of a pink blur to my lefthand side and before you ask, no I had not been consuming my thinking juice that is aged in oak barrels, as I was driving.

 

The pink was in fact clumps of thrift just coming into bloom across the bay from this location. These delicate little flowers are always such a spectacle on our cliffs at this time of the year. It is so sad that they are short lived, but that is the ever evolving process of nature I suppose.

 

So what better excuse for a return visit to try and capture this delightful annual event a few nights later.

 

I will leave you with this thought for the weekend, If plan ‘A’ fails, don’t get stressed, there are 25 more letters in the alphabet

 

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Done