Better to Accept

I had arranged to have a day off on yesterday (Tuesday). My original plans had gone awry. The plan had been to spend the day, I was hoping a romantic day, with someone I had met a few weeks ago; well let's just say that that person is no longer part of my life. I can tolerate being let down once, twice, but a third time. NO. That's just taking the mick. I am worth more than to be an option for anyone. (I read that somewhere). I accepted that, if this particular person really liked me, he would want to spend time with me. And being let down makes me angry, disappointed and upset. So enough of that.

Images of Llanstephan Castle uploaded are from my archive 2013. Shot on Mamiya 67 using 120mm Black and White film.

I decided that I was not going to waste my precious day off being anything but happy. I drove to Llanstephan. I hadn't visited the castle there for a few years, and it has a beautiful walk along the coastal path. I walked miles and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I even sang part of the way. Hopefully no one heard me.  I have a tendency on occasion to sing when I'm out walking, which I think is a little eccentric of me. But it makes me feel happy and being surrounded by all that beauty, I can't help myself.

I took my Pentax analogue camera along with me. I've now posted the film to be developed. I had already put a black and white film in it and regretted that a little, until I arrived at the castle which was enveloped in mist. I think that mist is captured so much better in black and white so I'm really hoping that I've got some good shots.

The village was very quiet, the old corrugated shack is still standing. The net curtains in the windows remind me of the jilted bride, Miss Havisham in Dickens' novel Great Expectations. I'm surprised no one has bought the plot of land that it stand on to build a house. But no one seems to know who it actually belongs too. It has been empty for many years now.

I walked back to the beach car park, I was famished and was glad to see that the hut selling food was still open.

Driving home I felt good. I had walked about 5 miles and I felt exhilarated, blessed, and now very tired. I also felt a little proud of myself that I had not let the mornings' negativity affect me. I say this because in the past, that kind of disappointment would have ruined my day. I may not have had the conventional romantic day, but a romance with nature instead... I'll take that!