It was a beautiful bright, crisp winter day today so we decided a trip to breathe in some wonderful sea air was in order. It was just so lovely to be standing on the cliffs near St Agnes Beacon, listening to the waves crashing below and breathing in slowly and deeply, relishing every moment outdoors in the winter sunshine.
The gorse in the hedgerows was a glorious golden yellow, lane after lane lined with the golden glow.
After being on the cliffs we drove down to Chapel Porth where the waves were tipped with sunlight as they rolled ever inwards. There is something mesmerising and healing about watching the endless movement.
My choir sang for me over the phone again this morning. I so appreciate hearing them singing and am longing for the day when I can join them again, if only for a part of a session! Thank you, Suitcase Singers and Sue.