Fossils and finds: three beaches on the Yorkshire coast

What I love most about a visit to the beach is that it begins with the big picture – the wide open view, the distant horizon, the sweep of a bay – and then drills down into the detail. Every shell and pebble a potential treasure, each tiny find worth examining. Last week we returned…

Sea spoons and beach jewels

I hoard beach-combed finds: sea-worn pieces of shell, pebbles tumbled by the tide, nuggets of seaglass, sherds of sea-pottery. I stash them in glass jars, admiring the colours; remembering walks along the shore; treasures brought by the tide. Many pieces have been picked up with half a mind on setting them in silver. They languish…

Land of sweet surprises

We brought home the remaining boxes of packed away belongings last weekend, unearthing a mass of near-forgotten books, which now fill the cupboards in the hall.  Among them were a few treasured childhood volumes, including this reproduction of an antique revolving picture book. A few days later, out in the garden, in the still-to-be-sorted no-man’s…