"How Green Was My Valley" as written by Richard Llewellyn in the '30's when describing life in a Welsh mining town, is surely very true vision of Wales. The valleys are green and rolling, the hills dotted with little white specs which are the sheep that provide the Welsh Lamb that is so delicious. The roads in the north are narrow and winding some of the lanes only the width of a single car and with tall hedge rows on either side. Castles and history can be found almost anywhere. And the Welsh love to sing and are very good at it.
Lovely photos...especially the Pen-y-pass one!
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