After Wales is before Wales... or is it not?
Eventually I took the time to look through the numerous pictures downloaded from my trusty Nikon and eventually I will take the time to post some of them because it seems that September will just repeat the same tune as the one of the passed months: leaving for Wales to visit another house, coming back and preparing the house for more visitors and enjoying life to the utmost.
After having been outbid on 'Gwynfryn', this fine house close to the Irish sea, I fell into a kind of grief. I felt so sorry to have lost this fabulous house and place I had started to associate with and it took a while to overcome this feeling of loss. However, at the end of the day, we do already live in a place close to paradise and I felt bad about my feelings - it was unfair against the home we have here to feel so unhappy. It was so good to see how spring developped and painted the world in so uplifting colours:
The chocolate dog (our last visitor called him 'sticky toffee pudding dog') is living with us now since 10 years already - it was daffodil time when he was rescued and we would never have believed then that he could turn out such a fine family member.
So, at least this was a start. I shall try and post more pictures before we leave again.
Until then ./.