Beautifully put, for me past wanderings round Wales with a large, protective, slightly racist collie can't be beaten; the sheer magic of stones in a landscape that is often wet, misty and cold beats most holidays. Woke up this morning remembering the lanes with their banks of pale primroses, and great masses of birds everywhere. There was a falcon (I think) that sat on a post in the middle of nowhere, and as I passed him, several times because I'm sure someone had turned the signposts around, I cursed the fact that my map reading skills were so miserable and I could'nt find the cromlech I was looking for. Jan Morris said of Wales that you only need to take a square metre of this small country to understand its history; I think in my metre would be the rock, water, gorse and heather that you find on St.David's Head......
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