For those who enjoyed seeing the last photos I posted, here are some more from my walks in Snowdonia.
The flowers in the bottom left are foxgloves.
I always remember climbing a mountain with my father and sister whilst on holiday in Wales as a child and seeing fox gloves. I was intrigued by their name and picked off the flowers and put one on the end of each finger. I remember my father telling me I should not do this as foxgloves are poisonous.
We climbed to the top of the mountain and looked out over the sea which seemed to stretch on forever.
There was also a view over the estuary where the the wild mountain river broadened and became tidal with sandbanks. Little would I have imagined then that I would one day own a little stone cottage that clung to the shore.
Kim