Anth and I (due to half term for me and a couple of days holiday for him) went to Tavistock yesterday. We leisurely drove across Dartmoor amazed at the odd, rather large, piles of snow still lying in places and slightly shuddering at the bleakness of the place. I have to admit that at times I don't find Dartmoor..well..appealing. That is not something I easily admit to as I know I am fortunate to live fairly near to a National Park and yes I know there are some lovely parts; but it is the dramatic, almost harsh landscape that makes me a tad uneasy and my mind strays to what I would do if I was lost out there overnight. I can even be moved to tears at the thought of the cats being taken and then let loose on the moor. Alone and vunerable. Yes, also a tad over-imaginative too.
I love the mini forest though and this time my imagination saw wolves (big and bad of course) a house made of sweeties, a girl in a red hood and 3 bears. We stopped at Clapper Bridge for a leg stretch.
And then it was onto Tavistock. Gifts were bought for all who were currently abiding at home this week.
(their clothes change if you wiggle the cup!)
Alfie & Posy
Though Posy was more excited by the bag the gifts came in.
Anth, well he has drunk his gift last night.
And me. Well, I got lucky and bagged 2 gifts.
Another flowery mug,
and a tray cloth which will be turned into a cushion - hopefully this week. So there were smiles from everyone but also, which was totally unexpected, a few tussles over the bag.