More photos from our wee trip to Wales. I made AP stop the car on this country road so I could snap this shot. He told me to be careful and hurry, but really, I don’t think I was in any danger of getting hit by a car.
This castle was in the side yard of an old farmhouse on a one track dirt road in the middle of the back of beyond. Can you imagine living next door to an old castle?
This little lady watched us while we were running back and forth along the road trying to find a good shot of the bay. She casually chewed her mouthful of grass, her jaw working back and forth and no matter where we stood or how close we got to the sheep, she remained seated in her spot, calm and serene.
A hamlet of houses in the Welsh countryside. We had lunch in a nearby pub next to a roaring open fire.
As I told the tow-truck driver who drove us back to our hotel that night, “I am utterly charmed by Wales!,” he put his finger to his lips and said, “don’t let too many people in on our secret.”
But now you know.