A small town called Chieveley - Autumn walking

Chieveley, Newbury. My smallest town so far. A newsagent with a post office counter, a pub, and a church. And miles and miles of beautiful farmland, made for walking.
I was averaging 5 - 10km a day here. What is that in miles?
May I present Chieveley in October:

A rose outside my bedroom window.
My first view of every day.

The first of hundreds of pics taken while walking.
I love paths that disappear into the distance,
 reflected in the clouds.

How NOT to shoot a delicious mixed seafood platter.
Battered fish taking on a new meaning.
Lunch for two at The Crab
http://www.crabatchieveley.com/

I nearly turned back here. This was pre-boot days.

Never know what is around the corner.
In this case, a bridge over a busy road!

Gravestones in Autumn

Never know who you will meet when walking
in the country

Colourful birdlife outside the kitchen window

The beginning of another long walk

Pathways...

Go round yet another corner, and find eggs for sale,
and some llamas!

Bridge - fields behind me, woods ahead.

The gate at the end of the bridge

Through the gate, and into a magical fairy land

Friendly little robin came to say hi to me.

One of the walking trails I found after crossing a field

More pics from the Wales break

I needed some R&R - as a live-in carer sleep is sometimes hard to come by, and with lack of sleep comes a need for a real break, away from it all, and I discovered Wales.
Now, to find a way to live here for a while.... how can I make that happen?

My new favourite place

Hi guys, nice to see you too! Brecon Beacons National Park.
A gap between rainfalls.

The kind of view that makes everything ok in my life.

Also at Brecon Beacon National Park. The colours!
In spite of the gloomy weather.

More sheep... and a patch of blue sky.

Sunrise from my bedroom window in Brecon.

Drive-by shooting. Sometimes I have to stop the car and start snapping.

This is the bookshop where I found my 7 League Boots story!
I could get locked in here overnight, very happily.

Here it is, in black and white. I didn't dream it up!

Aardvark Books. Ok not quite Wales, but close enough.
This is where I found my long lost Fables of Da Vinci.

From the window ledge of my room at La Fosse B&B.
Highly recommended, go there! Hay-On-Wye

Beautiful Wales

I'm in love. Again. This time with a small village named Hay-On-Wye. Full of bookshops, friendly people, lovely walks, views that go on forever, and with a small car I can disappear into the hills within a few minutes of driving.
These are a few pictures from the walk I did, across a field, into England, then over a small bridge back to Wales....