The thing that being in Cornwall has given me this year is a sense of how small we are and how big our universe is.

Unlike in the city or in fact in the South East in general, you can really see the elements here. You can see the rain rolling in, the stars in the night sky and the sea glinting in the distance when the sun shines on it.

Tonight I took myself off alone to some local standing stones (The Hurlers) to capture myself a sunset. It has been such a clear day here in Cornwall and our hearts leapt and our lives changed as we rolled along the A303 towards our spiritual home. It’s no exaggeration to say that we really find ourselves here.

DM is suffering with a trapped nerve in his neck and so he’s walking around like a puppet. he said ‘you go and find your sunset and I’ll stay here’. I needed no further encouragement. I threw my camera bag in the car and scooted off to find it. The feeling of being alone is different when you’ve got stuff like this to look at and you can hear the lowing of the cattle on the moor. It’s somehow not so intimidating as being alone in other circumstances.

I ran out and left DM with Rob - the builder replacing our windows so once again progress is being made. We sit here tonight with our new stove burning on its new slate hearth and feel good. At last things are getting a bit more comfortable.

My little jaunt up to the Hurlers reaped several very nice images (the rest of which will have to wait till we get back to broadband-land). This one has barely been touched from the camera - it really was this fireball of a sky.

Somehow, being here and being able to watch this amazing spectacle gives me hope that I can still feel. That I can still see and experience the simple, breathtaking splendour of a sunset and know that it matters more than that contract or that sale. That I am alive. My month of reflection is now 3-1 up on the positive side!