The Majestic Cornish Coast

Today will be the final posting of my Cornwall photos.  There is one final thing I'd like to mention.  If you looked at yesterday's photos, many were taken in the village of Fowey.  Fowey is special to me.  It is where Daphene du Maurier, a Londoner by birth, a Cornish resident by choice, lived when she wrote Rebecca and The Birds, adapted by Alfred Hitchcock and plot moved to California  for film, and other novels.  Each year Fowey hosts a Daphene du Maurier festival.  The festival draws thousand of literary aficionados from all over the world.  After spending time in Cornwall, it is easy to imagine how both Rebecca and The Birds were imagined by du Maurier.  I regret that I am never in UK at the right time to attend the festival.  Of course, my husband would be bored to tears...sigh...to him it would be like spending an entire day at the proctologist's office...

I close with a slideshow of the coast of Cornwall.  Nothing here is placid or languid or smooth.  The coast of Cornwall is wild, free and majestic, inspiring awe and humility as one realzes that we humans are rather insignificant in the broad tapestry of nature...