Winter is well on its way. Days on our Roseland Peninsula are growing shorter and nights longer. Sunlight grows paler and weaker as life slows down and the bustle of summer and the liveliness of autumn gives way to a slower pace of life. Looking around at the bare trees of Kernow, the empty beaches and quiet hedgerows, it is easy to feel that we are also entering a silent, even an empty world - at least compared with the one we have left behind. But winter is not all that it seems to be. A different kind of light and warmth is waiting to be found if we look for it.
Along the empty beaches, on clear days, the sea and the sky merge across the Roseland Peninsula to make an unbroken canvass for the soft brilliance of the sun. The eyes of breathless children at play have a sheen that comes as much from the knowledge that their time in the sun is limited and precious as from the sharp, cold purity of the air. And on cloudless, frosty nights stars hang in the leafless branches of trees or sparkle from the frost on walls and paths.