Dandelion 47

 

A network of paved walkways threads the village of Piriac. Suited only to pedestrian, or horse, traffic. Cottages, tall and thin, low and squat, squeeze into the available space.

Set about with brightly flowering shrubs and lush green creepers.

A slate roofed church peers over the rough hewn harbour wall.

Beneath which, boats lie in the still waters which only a gated port can create.

Stargazer beside an elegant German ketch, with lines from the nineteen twenties.