Voice Note: the silvery sea

(a moment on the shore)

Last week, I spent two nights in Cornwall, staying in a quiet cliff top chalet. I had travelled to the end of the land in search of stories — on a research trip for my book. Where land, sea, and sky met and intermingled, I found myself in an all-encompasing weatherscape — wind and water, drift and shift. I walked the primrose path to the lighthouse and …