lockdown a tough time
in more normal, balmy days
open skies, and peace
This is a very old, rock built church at Mwnt, Ceredigion. It’s on the West Wales Coast path, snuggling into a hillside to avoid Atlantic gales.
Last leg of a trip from Western Australia to West Wales. Rucksack and battered sun hat though it was February, on a train lurching its way through Llanelli.
‘Excuse me but I’ve gorw say,’ the only other traveller, she sat across the aisle, ‘I’ve gorw say your socks, your socks are really cool.’
I knew I was home.