Wales

Finally I am able to log on, and I must tell you a little about our trip to visit our daughter, son-in-law and GRANDDAUGHTER. (We had this trip planned before all the move-in-a-hurry stuff.) So we went to Wales. Beautiful, green, wet and bucolic. Sheep dot the hillsides. My daughter calls them polka-dots. We had a ball. We were right at the ocean- Atlantic or Irish sea, I'm not sure, but we walked along the 'boardwalk' every morning. We also walked the streets of the town, and along little lanes outside of town. Personally, I thought that was wonderful. There were daffodils everywhere, most probably planted, but honestly, many looked as if they grew there wild. I didn't see many tulips, but I did see a lot of grape hyacinth and pansy's. What struck me the most was,as usual in that part of the country, the old stone buildings. We got to visit a farm where the new owners are restoring the farmhouse, and then will be turning some of the other stone buildings into guest houses. Some wouldn't think it fun to visit such a quiet area, but I sure would. I could easily spend weeks roaming the back roads and fields there. In fact, I could have stayed much longer with my daughter and been happy for weeks just playing with the granddaughter, since of course, the most enjoyable part of the trip was playing with our her. She always looks very concerned when she watches me, I think she confuses me a little with her mother, so she is trying to figure out just what I'm trying to pull. On the other hand, she adores her grandfather and he returns the favor. When he is holding her in his arms it is obvious that she is his grandchild, she looks just like him, yet she also looks just like her dad and just like her mom. She is a beautiful child, and I am so glad we went to see them.