Tents, grass, horses, burgers, cakes, beer, needlepoint, dogs, tractors, events, stalls, sheep, chutney, announcements, plants, cars, eggs, noise – and a bright blue balloon blowing up into the air and away, me watching for ages until at last a small, small, dot on the horizon it blinked out, gone - taking me with it for a moment. Then back to earth and the showground with a slow reawakening.
Nefyn Show, the same every year and each year different. I’ll let the photographs speak, the photographs say it all - apart from my balloon.
I know Nefyn. We used to holiday there. we stayed at a house on the beach by a pub.
ReplyDeleteI like the photographs. The sky is so blue, almost like Provence.
You were first in your class in last year's show. No results to report?
ReplyDeleteNo - didn't have the time (or heart) to enter.
ReplyDeleteI love country shows especially the small ones
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