A small remembrance of something more solid

Lambs foraging in the woods across the road.

Lemons. I go through a lot of them.

One of Toni and Rowena's horses in the field next to the post office.

Lilac in the garden.

Curiosity ... and all that.

me = cruciverbalist

Prince Albert and a seagull on Castle Hill in Tenby.

Bluebells in the garden.

Rodin's The Kiss with Renoir's La Parisienne in the background at the National Museum in Cardiff. (It's not a good photo and is quite out of focus, but I love the subject so much that I had to use it.)

Misty hills on a cloudy day, as seen from the Ridgeway.

Strawberries and yoghurt for breakfast in the sunshine.

Part of my collection of pomanders.

A swan on the river in Pembroke.

Some ramsons and a book about herbal remedies. A friend and I spent the afternoon gathering herbs and making tinctures.

The famous ceiling of knickers at The Spastic Shop (yes, that is what it's called) in Haverfordwest.

At the National Botanic Garden of Wales.

The sign outside the village pub, spelled out in pebbles and seashells.

Sailboats in Saundersfoot.

A field somewhere in Pembrokeshire (I think near Martletwy) that we walked through while doing a Geocache.

Will and Karen on their wedding day.

Pearls. I'm not dressed without them.

A picture of a picture ... is that cheating? This is a detail from The Third of May 1808: The Execution of the Defenders of Madrid by Goya, taken from the book Paintings That Changed the World - because I went to a NADFAS lecture about Goya today and had to read all about him once I got home.

My Elizabeth Bradley needlepoint that's barely a quarter finished and that has been very much neglected lately.

Willie basking in the sun.

Tenby harbour at low-tide.

I'm a sucker for gorgeous packaging. It's a shame the tea inside isn't very good.

A rockpool on Manorbier beach.

My wellies. I love them.

Tuesday is Weight Watchers day.