Sensing Something....

I have been drawn to Laugharne twice this week. The home of our great Writer and Poet, Dylan Thomas. The village is a favourite place of mine to visit, but my feeling is that there is a reason why I'm being drawn there.

I spend much of my time alone; at weekends I often feel a little lost because I just don't know what to do with myself. Fortunately having moved back to Wales, I am surrounded by nature, and old and ancient stones castles and buildings..... so I either go for walks in my local area, or I take the car and drive somewhere, anywhere....

Laugharne Castle

Today I got in the car and headed north towards the Preseli Hills. I passes through Ludchurch, Llandislio, Efailwen, Clunderwen, Llanboidy, St Clears and numerous villages in between, stopping a few times to take in the beauty of the land in this Autumn season.

But ultimately I ended up in Laugharne.... I parked the car and walked through the woodland, stopped and listened to the birds... and asked "why do I keep coming here?" The only word repeated in my head was "write, write, write....." I said "what should I write?" "I don't know anything" "I have no idea what to write about" .... so this is where I am....perplexed. I do love to write, I always have. But my writing isn't anything special. I can blog about this and that, but it isn't really of any interest to anyone else. I just do it because I enjoy it.  "I enjoy it" There is my answer ...and it is true that I am searching for another passion and something to do with my time. But still I don't know what to write about ... find a topic.... create a sketch book ... ponder...procrastinate.... all that and more....

Boats on the Estuary

Here's a link to Dylan Thomas Boathouse website http://www.dylanthomasboathouse.com/ should you be interested in reading more about the place and the poet.

On my drive through the small lanes, I came across this church. I didn't want to go any closer today but I liked the way it looked from its gate so I took a picture.