Land's End

Went to Cornwall with a girl from uni this Easter weekend. Penzance, Newlyn, Mousehole (yes, there's a village called Mousehole!), Land's End, St Ives, St Michael's Mount. 3 days of fresh air, sea breeze, rolling hills, craggy cliffs, glittering waters and so much walking. Taking random paths that happen to strike our imaginations, tunneling through undergrowth, muddy paths. Sitting on daisy-dotted grass carpets high above the surrounding sea, the sun gently warming me. Watching the surf hitting the rocks, breaking into white foam, the hypnotic motion of the waters surging, swirling among the rocks, ebbing. It was pure joy.

More photos to come. But for now, this is me (yes I'm still wearing my faithful old orange jacket)