Archives for posts with tag: wales

Handstands on the beach.

Basil the beagle.

A card about farting and little willies.

The mist clearing as we drove, revealing the mountains in beautiful sunshine.

Then the mist clearing as we walked, turning the weather into warm, blue and not at all like January.

The cute old bridge and the stone path leading away from it.

The strange rainbow cloud.

The misty morning. It wasn’t even cold. Just beautiful.

The quiet walk around the lake. With mossy photo shoots.

Han farting.

More moss. So much of it and it’s so beautiful.

The stone path along the river. With more moss.

Dipping my hands in the cold river.

The moss and the waterfalls.

The stone bridge.

Lunch by the lake.

Drag Race final. I love watching Graham seat dance and clap. He makes my heart smile. Plus I love this suit.

Booked the cottage in Wales for January.

The donkey guys that own thebrexitparty.com. GENIUS.

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We climbed Snowdon!
Beddgelert.
Apple crumble and custard

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Remembering the dancing from last night.
Driving. To Wales.
Our beautiful hostel. In Wales. In an old church with a fire and a hot tub and stained glass windows.

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My Hiut jeans arrived, FINALLY! It’s been a few months of waiting but they are here and they fit and I feel good.
Feeling the blood and the energy rushing around my body at yoga.
Having a chat with Ryan. I haven’t spoken to him much before. He’s really lovely.

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Dealing out a pack of cards and finding this in my hand. What the what? Is this an American thing?
Hearing the Welsh accent. It’s so lovely.
Four Weddings and a Funeral