Whilst there, I was delighted to meet 'Butler' (black coat, white bib. . . . ?), seen below in his favourite position on the table outside the pub.
The pub was our temporary 'local', the Three Horse Shoes near Brecon.
Butler manages this busy watering hole from his position at the front of the building, from where he can vet all approaching customers, human and canine.
I'm so pleased that Rowan passed muster because the food and the beer were wonderful!
We sat outside in the sunshine, listening to the Buzzards calling and looking at this beautiful view.
I was such a good girl, "no pudding for me " I said, but when the barmaid brought Mike's pudding , she winked at me and said (imagine please, the lovely Welsh accent) "Now look, I brought you two spoons, see, just in case"
Bless her.Strawberry and rhubarb crumble, made with rhubarb from the Landlady's garden.
My word it was good.
One trip we made was to Hay on Wye, the town of books. I love this place.
Most of the shops here are book shops, selling second hand, antiquarian, rare , new, anything you could possibly want.
This is the famous Castle Book Shop. Weird eh?
Definitely full of atmosphere and so many wonders , waiting to be discovered. . .
For anyone in the market for books to alter without feeling guilty, there are plenty here, in the outside section, for 50 pence , you can rescue as many as you want!
After my bookish retail therapy we went for a walk in the nature reserve at Talgarth.
It's called Pwll y Wrach, which is Welsh for Witches pool.
The path leads along the side of the stream to a pretty waterfall. The force of the water has made a deep pool which Rowan tried her best to fall into. . .Along the banks were lots of baby ferns, just beginning to unfurl.
Another outing, to Ystrafelte, to see more waterfalls.
It was a long walk but well worth it, I loved the Arthur Rackham trees .
When we sat down to drink our flask of tea we were joined by this lovely Thrush, who hopped to within two feet of us.
Strolling back towards the carpark, Rowan found an amazing mud wallow, mind you, I was so hot, I nearly got in it with her. . .
On our last day we took the canal towpath,it's the Brecon and Monmouth canal, very scenic.
Never very far away from it, are the laughing waters of the river Usk.
I need a rest now, to get over my holiday, if you get what I mean?
Since Easter I've been preparing everything for a two day workshop I'm teaching next month, in Chester . . . and getting on with the pieces for the summer exhibition.
The Bluebells are just coming out in the local woods, another week and they will be at their
best,.In the orchards along the riverbank, the Apple and Pear trees are showing off their blossom.
Perhaps I better take Rowan for another walk, before I settle down to some work.