I know the plants at the back but what are they at the front? Spikey little rosettes with little red flowers. Like little hens hiding in grass! I know a lot of things but not this and didn’t see a label to explain what they are. Seen at Bodnant Gardens in North Wales last Thursday.
On our last day in Wales we called in at a cafe called Déjà Vu in Prestatyn, Wales.
Served by very nice staff. We both decided to have crepes (thin pancakes) with strawberries and strawberry ice cream. The food was lovely. I had a white hit chocolate to go with it. It was just enough to eat until tea time.
I don’t know if the other crepes on the menu are as nice, but these were delightful.
The weather is changing, getting colder, wet and windy and the leaves are starting to change on the trees.
The Acers are the ones that turn deep red and orange, at the same time the seed pods also turn bright red.
All of thus beauty can be found at Bodnant Gardens in the Conwy Estuary, near Llandudno in Wales. Travel along the A55 and turn off at Llandudno junction and take the A70. Up and down some hills you will see a National Trust sign on your left hand side. Follow the long drive up to the car park up a hill on the left. There is a green pavilion at the bottom of the carpark by the drive and you walk down and past it into a landscaped spiral ramp down to a tunnel under the road and into the garden centre, shops, and entrance into the gardens.
There are tall trees, pines, redwoods, Acers and oaks. Autumn flowers and mountains in the distance. Formal and informal gardens surround the Bodnant Hall with an old conservatory or greenhouse attached to it. There is no entrance to the hall but there is plenty to see anyway.
Before we got to Llanrwst we called at a village which was next to a beautiful bridge. I didn’t see a sign identifying it. But it was on a curve in the road and the bridge led off the main road into the village.
The river was in full flow with the water rushing along. We spoke to a resident who had seen it yesterday she said it had been about 18 inches deeper, but last week it had been very shallow and her 4 year old grandson had been paddling in it.
As we drove away along the road you could see places where the river was higher than the road, and huge puddles in the fields and along the road where water was still lying after yesterday’s downpour.
More rain is forecast for tomorrow so we might have had the best day today. We shall see.
We drove out of Betws y Coed along the A5, up past Swallow Falls and on into the Ogwen Valley. Past the Ugliest House on the right hand side of the road. Out of the woods into mountains covered on scree and huge waterfalls. Past llyn Igwen then down into Bethesda. There are forests again and then you reach the main A55 again looking out over Anglesey and heading towards Llandudno. Its a large loop of north Wales that we had travelled. Such an enjoyable day.
Driving towards Betws y Coed from Llanrwst on the A470 in North Wales. The mountains of Snowdonia in the background. We were travelling South West after coming off the A55 at Abergele and driving along a senic route because of traffic jams and roadworks on the A55.
I woukd have taken more photos but it was too beautiful to remember to take my phone out. I wasn’t driving for once so I had a proper opportunity to look at the world. These are cropped to cut out the windscreen and stickers because they just add clutter. Some of the details at the sides may be missing but at least they look picturesque.
I think I need a longer holiday. One whole day by the sea plus travelling there and back makes for a tiring schedule. Maybe we should have taken the train to Llandudno. I will have to find out what the service is like. It is so muggy inland, I miss the cool sea breeze.
Up on the Great Orme mountain it was lovely. With views out over the sea and looking into a misty sky.
The town itself seems to be much improved since we visited about ten years ago. More things to do. We did bump into a homeless man selling the big issue magazine. He is trying to raise enough money to buy a motor home to live in. At least he has a job selling the magazine that he can help to support himself.