"It was the silence, the unearthly silence that struck you first. Some silences have a stillness to them, a calm that suggests a moment of life at rest, but this was a silence that vested everything with a deep, brooding melancholy. Even the wind seemed to hold its breath, the only sound a faint and distant creaking, like the settling timbers of a ship at anchor."

The Lost Gardens of Heligan - Tim Smit