This is Nolton Haven, our first evening. The day began hot and bright, sunshine and blue skies all the way down from Bath.
Saint Brides, or San Freidd Monday, brilliant light cool breeze, wall-to-wall blue. Sea, sky, all to ourselves. Someone's old boat, all by itself too.
From the end of the rocky promentary at Little Haven. Tuesday morning.
Long walk, strong wind, all wrapped up in scarf and wollies against the cold. Little cottage in mid-distance; St Davids Head mountain in distance.
Our last evening, cliff top, stunned by the intensity of light, beauty and silence we had absorbed all week.
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