Day Twenty Three: Charlestown to Polperro

A smack of lightening blessed the sleepy sky with energy this morning.

Filling my view, from the top of my vision to the bottom, from sky to sea: the brief, bright crack split the horizon, a slit down from directly above.

The day was damp and all pastel blues, greys and purples. The sharp slit of electricity broke the dull, broke the blur; the land, sky and sea sewn together in this great stitch of light.