I blinked and missed it . . .

Where has the last week gone? I have been bound up with collecting our eldest daughter from Uni - that took 2 days - then it was nearly my birthday, so we had a day out and then a day celebrating (indoors as it rained), and today I have been in the garden practically all day and I am now struggling to stay awake. Tomorrow I have to visit a friend in hospital and on Monday i will be up at first sparrow's f*rt to take our middle daughter to her friend's in Newport (not Pembs!) for onward transition back to Uni . . .

My birthday outing was wonderful - mostly revisiting places which have a special meaning for me. The Pilgrim burials at Llanstephan; Newport - for a beach picnic then a wander round the town including the antique and 2nd hand bookshop; discovering Moylegrove for the first time; gazing at wild flowers and the cairns along the ridge of Carn Ingli; looking at the river where we once found Mesolithic flints; taking Tam to see Pentre Ifan for the first time and of course taking photographs to remind me of the day. We ended up in Newcastle Emlyn, where I couldn't resist spending some of my birthday money on plants for the garden. It cost nothing but the fuel and some bread and cheese for our lunch, but will live in my memory forever.

Cottage at Moylegrove.



It was hard to tell where the sea stopped and the sky began . . .

What a ducky little castle - best I've ever seen.



Window surrounded by slate weatherproofing on a Newport (Pembs) cottage.

How Pentre Ifan may have looked when it was still in use as a burial chamber.