world

When I went to Mininons in Cornwall, up on the moorland there was a moment where I suddently released it was deadly quiet. There was no wind and no sound. When you have lived in the city for so long you forget that sometimes the natural world stands still for brief moments and then it is only broken by the sounds of a bird song or the gentle push of wind against your body.

With five minutes to spare, I thought I would knock out a very very very quick attempt of putting that moment into words.

Silence

The beauty of peace and quiet,