‘On the shore I breathe in deeply, water glimmers like crystal dancing against colours of the deep. The water spreads its salty taste in the air as waves surge and retreat. Birdsong fills the overgrown lanes, their voices carried on the wind. Cow parsley offers up its delicate pale blooms in a simple yet beguiling way. Hillsides gently glow in the afternoon sun and delicate flower heads sway in the meadows. The adventure begins…