Looking through the windscreen, the little light we had left was grey and heavy in all directions. We should have gone earlier, is there any point in setting off now? (the grey and heavy quickly creeping into my mood). Still, to the coast we went. And there it was. Over the brow of a hill, like a thick band of hope over Chapel Porth, warm and vibrant. I smiled and nodded at the reminder; even when things appear grey in all directions, nature always has a way of showing you otherwise.
Sunset over Chapel Porth, Cornwall, UK
