Going up the wall

It's been that kind of day - grey, drizzly, indoor playtimes, dramas all over the place - a walk was needed when I got home. Himself joined me and we braved the mizzle to walk along the old green road for a bit. This area has a very ancient, and occasionally sinister, air. The track hugs the mountain, is very boggy and is criss crossed with hundreds of little walls, some of which I'm sure have been here for centuries. All dry stone, all defying gravity, all very attractive.
A quiet night is needed!