Beach Art and my boots.

I had a tough hilly cycle ride to visit a retreat in the mountains. Once i reached the place i was bowled over by the atmosphere presence of God and beauty of the house and gardens. The chapel built around the bedrock of the mountain was a place of quiet tranquility.
This afternoon i went for a long clifftop walk, stopping off to take some pictures. It was so warm i would have gone for a swim if i had trunks and towel with me. I made do with a paddle
Grateful for my visit to the retreat, for some significant encouragement whilst there and for the stark beauty if the Pembrokeshire cliffs.