
A Cornish Autumn: Some of Cornwall’s Best Kept Autumnal Secrets
At home in Cornwall hurrying autumn skies Leave Bray Hill barren, Stepper jutting bare, And hold the moon above the sea-wet sand. The very last of late September dies In frosty silence and the hills declare How vast the sky is, looked at from the land. From ‘Back from Australia’ by John Betjeman The crowds of sightseeing tourists throbbing through Cornish towns and villages have dissipated. The frantic busyness of…