It was such a beautiful warm day in St. Ives and I took so many photos. I mentioned in my previous post that the tide was out when we arrived.
We enjoyed seeing some residences that peaked our curiosity.
I have never read any novels by Daphne Du Maurier. Have you?
The tide started rolling in while we took a stroll around the town.
We followed the cobbled and narrow streets back to the train station with one last view of the tide that had rolled in.
St. Ives is the last stop on this line so as soon as the train comes in and empties it reverses it’s course to the north…
When we made it back to our car Jeeves took us on a sea cliff route back to Porthtowen via Portreath. We stopped along the way and enjoyed some wind whipped views of the sea on high.
Back here in the Northwest we put our sewing mojo to the test and Katie and I managed to thread a bobbin and thread the sewing machine so that it actually sewed a nice zig zag on the project I’m attempting. The first step was cutting the fabric into 14 inch squares that worked nicely with a rotary cutter and cutting board. We had to stop at a sewing store so I could buy some thread that was not of the cheap variety I was using. Have I mentioned in the past that my dear mom and older sisters did the sewing in my family and I was actually kicked out of my sewing class in Junior High…oye. Well that doesn’t mean I can’t complete some sewing projects of the simple variety… I’ll be sharing soon.
I talked to my dear old pop today and he was quite pleased with some chicken wings he managed to make. He marinated them, browned them on the stove top and then finished them off in the oven. He said they were delicious. He’s managing with his cooking like I’m managing with my sewing projects. My pop never had to cook all his 70 years of marriage except for barbecuing meat.
Do you have a sewing machine? Do you sew? Did your mother sew for you?