May 5-7 at Annie and Phil's

We've had a relaxing few days with Phil and Annie. I had a spree of picture taking in Annie's studio, and here are three fish people I admired. Annie says her professors said the work was 'disturbing' which made me admire it all the more. She had a time fitting into the current college art proclivity for 'conceptual' art (she interrupted her degree program at RISD - where Gail met her – in 1969, then finished recently in Glasgow). I think of her as a surrealist. She is a fisherman's daughter as well, so these guys fit the bill.
The big ambitious thing for Gail and me was a walk to the coast, just up the lane, through the stiles and sheep fields and down a steep cliff (follow the blue dots). We passed three or four variety of sheep on the stroll, this being the boldest and most dramatic. We passed over the stone stile near an abandoned piggery and the wood at an ongoing sheep inoculation. These two charged past after sizing up their chances that we were not wolves. As soon as the last one was given its oral squirt, the farmer jumped to his tractor and gave a whistle for the two dogs, one of whom charged past us and leaped a four foot fence like lightning. Soon the reason two hands stayed behind was apparent as the next lot appeared, guided and harassed by tractor and dogs, soon to be enclosed and released as before. We came to the cliffhead and admired the coast, looking off toward Bardsey at the Penryn Mawr. We went round this corner near to the shore. OK, Jim went down to the shore, a little more mountain goaty than Gail was up for. Back to Phil and Annie's in time for tea (dinner).