I can't believe that two weeks have already gone by since I took these pictures. Julia and I made a brief foray into Wales. It wasn't deepest, darkest Wales, that's much further away. This was more a close, cuddly Wales, just over the bridge, turn right and up the Wye Valley for a few miles. Taking Julia to Tintern Abbey is something I'd had in mind for a very long time. I hoped that she would like it as much as me; understanding the mystery, the serenity, the setting, the age and feel; the sense of loss and gain. As well as the little White Monk Tea Shop, selling divine toasted teacakes and a potent brew or two. I believe she did, and that pleases me beyond measure.
I've been to Tintern Abbey lots of times before, and taken loads of photos there, so on this occasion I set out to do something a little different - detail. All those little nooks and crannies, the stones and craftsmanship. They are all part of the bigger picture, but when you see the bigger picture you don't always see the detail.
For some reason, I love this one.