Is it really a week ago we were in Wales? Sigh. So where did that week go?
It is eerily quiet here in this bit of Derbyshire, not a plane in the sky. Whilst we live under the flight path of Manchester airport, we don’t pay much attention to the approaching planes, they aren’t so low at this point to be ‘in your face’ but there presence is part of the white noise that makes up the ‘soundscape’. It is odd when they are not there, it is like the birds not singing or as they used to say in the old cowboy films ‘ I don’t like it, something’s wrong, its too quiet out there’. I hope we don’t get ambushed.
Apparently there was a stunning sunset last night as a result of the Icelandic dust clouds. I missed it. But here is the sunset from our guest house in Wales, Cae Du, near Blaenau Ffestiniog (which was comfortable very welcoming and has stunning views.)
and a little later