A few months ago, in the infancy of this blog, I wrote a little something about Trevethoe House - the Cornish home of Tempest Photography.
At the end of a meandering driveway that cuts a route through the lazy greens of an idyllic slice of Cornish countryside, stands a house. A grand building of old stone that watches over the rolling expanse of nature as though it is the guardian of all it surveys. Or perhaps, it is the heartbeat.
Well, it turns out I can go one better than painting by words. I can show you this house and its grounds in glorious high definition.