Which way shall we go....
I'd like to take you on a walk we did a few weeks ago.
We'll take the car first, although our destination is just a 10 minute drive from where we live.... to the coastal village where my son has a property. We frequently visit here to keep an eye on the place, keep the garden in order, do general maintenance jobs and we often spend weekends away there too... enjoying the change of scenery of both coast and countryside.
We'll take the car first, although our destination is just a 10 minute drive from where we live.... to the coastal village where my son has a property. We frequently visit here to keep an eye on the place, keep the garden in order, do general maintenance jobs and we often spend weekends away there too... enjoying the change of scenery of both coast and countryside.
We'll start at the village pub, it's a popular meeting place for locals as well as holiday makers who frequent this beautiful area. The food is good too.
I'd really like this unusual bench for my garden! The back is made from a cart wheel... but great for a rest to watch village life go by.
We'll head off up hill, there are some pretty cottages I'd like to show you....
As we look over the wall to our right the river runs by, so crystal clear but icy cold as it makes its way down from the mountain and yet the water looks so inviting as it sparkles in the sunshine. Wherever you go in this village, the sound of water is ever present.
I love these pretty pastel colours. I guess in time gone by they were fishermen's cottages
They must like cats in this cottage.
We've left the river behind and reached the point where there are cottages on both sides of the lane now.
The lane gets steeper and opens up glorious views over the village below and out to sea.
Many of the old signposts are being replaced with these bright new wooden ones in our part of Wales. Hmmm! I think someone nearby has a party.
I just loved the line of washing secured to the telegraph pole in this tiny front garden
An unusual little holiday home which is built of tin... quite cute inside too...
...its tiny garden is built into the hillside...
...and its higgledy-piggledy entrance is approached up this....
narrow little passage way.
Walking on, there are many steps that lead to unknown places...
...doorways and gates on either side. I'm left wondering what lies behind them all.
Some are set into stone walls...
...some are old and rustic...
...others more classic in style.
What an enviable place to live....
over looking farms...
the village below.. and out to sea.
We've come through a couple of gates that cross the lane to keep the sheep from straying and are now we walk amongst them
What are these two lambs looking for?
...They eventually tire of whatever caught their attention and walk away, looking rather miffed!
Lovely up here on a warm sunny day but so bleak, windy and cold in winter.
An anxious looking mother and her baby
Time to turn and make our way back down to the village
This is an ancient water mill now converted into an attractive dwelling
The old mill stone now makes an attractive garden feature
And the stream that powered the mill rushes on down through this pretty garden
We continued our walk on to the Quakers Cemetery, but I'll leave that for my next post.
It continues to rain in most parts of the UK most days... however, we are blessed with an occasional day of sunshine and then our attention has to turn to work in the garden. Like most folk, I'm very behind with outdoor work, never before have I know such relentless rain... and if that hasn't been enough to set things back, last week I twisted my ankle as I went down steps in my garden, fell with my full weight down to the next step and in doing so I have broken a bone in my foot... the 5th metatarsal, which I understand it is a common footballers injury! I am now encased in a plaster cast from toes to knee. Hey Ho! it could be worse I guess.
As I'm now forced to rest my leg... it may well encourage me to catch up a little with blogging.
Blessings - Marion
