Now another pic of Snowdonia...the most magical country on Earth.
Once I was at "Druid's Hill"with my lady friend Jess (now deceased)....it overlooked a valley with a frozen lake...the temp was about minus 6 degrees,with a dusting of snow.
It was utterly beautiful,and you could feel an atmosphere ....the road there from Llanberis is quite dangerous,very narrow and lots of bends with a steep drop on one side.
As we looked across the valley....(now this is true,I swear)....a tin whistle started playing,just a sort of tune as if someone was making it up as they played...
We tried to find whoever was playing,looking behind rocks and bushes....but wherever we looked,there was no one....the sound was simply "here"...it stayed close by.....Jess finally said "Mike,we're being honoured....it's the mountain playing for us,to welcome us".....she once said "I feel priviledged and honoured to live here"...and I agreed.
Silly ?....no,this is the magic of Snowdonia.....the pic I'm posting is NOT of Druid's Hill.
Blessings........Mike ......