A few photos from our walk on the Lizard Peninsula last weekend. Moorland. Dramatic cliffs. Ponies grazing to the sounds of waves crashing against the rocks below. I wondered where the name Lizard came from, so I looked it up – it’s a corruption of the Cornish “Lys Ardh”, meaning “high court.” Certainly you do feel you are on top of the world there. Can you see that December sunshine? So low and so lovely, there is no light more beautiful than that. I’ve been counting my blessings this week because there has been so much of it these past few days. It makes such a difference. I would try and describe to you what it makes me feel, but I don’t think there are any words. Besides, I think you must know.