It's far too nice a day to be blogging at length.
So, I have taken four photographs of our little world here in Trelawnyd, each roughly taken at 90 degrees from the other.
It perhaps gives a little flesh to the bones of where we live and how the place looks
"Bwthyn-y-Llan" perched on the corner of the lane
The honeysuckle has almost covered the front door
a further 90 degrees is the Church
Across the valley...the next 90
And down the field
Forgive the ducks' lurid purple paddling pool
Only Angostura is in sight, the rest of the animals are hidden away out of the heat