As Wales slowly eases the Lockdown – we venture out onto more of the coastal path. Still pretty much deserted – hours of walking without seeing a soul. It won’t last, I know.

A local garden centre, near st David’s has a small garden and nursery
Quite a collection of plants – most for sale
Back in our rockery – we have this delightful plant that suddenly spring up – a big fruit, evening primrose
Is it a sea otter? No, it’s Toby. Going for a swim in Porthgain harbour.
Up Spirits! Yes, cocktail hour continues . . . working our way thru 365 cocktails! Manhattans tonight
An old walk but newly reopened to us – Pwll Deri ridge- usually seen from our window and it acts as a weather gauge!
Looking back to strumble head . . .eagle eyes can see the top of the lighthouse
Well, we all need our spirits and souls lifting at the moment – not sure if this does the job but it tastes nice
I bought this delightful Scilla plant for Viv – a succulent with miniature bluebell like flowers – she was not impressed . . . give it a few years
At last! We spotted Harry in the garden at night and managed to operate the flash on the phone camera!
Thursday’s walk – always wanted to walk up those hills you see on the way into St David’s. Carn Pen berry. We’ve done it before some 20 yrs ago. We parked on the main road, not far from those perennial gardens and did a circular walk (red line)- 2 hours+.
The footpath down to the coastal path has not seen much in the way of walkers
Stunning cliff views – once we’d got the dog over a very unfriendly stile
Despite being ill the day before, Toby was back to his normal self – yards ahead of us and knocking on the next gate.
Dramatic it is. Not often do you get to see the outline of the coastal path snaking away from you . . .
A very rugged stretch of the coast and again, not a soul about.
Surprised at how close to the edge this bit of the coastal path gets . . . it’s a long way down.

That was quite a stroll. We headed into town to do some shopping – noticing quite a few young lads in shorts, buying food and returning to their camper vans, surf boards on top – the hordes are coming!