Tents

2 Corinthians 4:16-5:10

My first night camping was at Dinas Head. It rained, it thundered and the large marquee was blown down. I slept through it all. To me camping is about wet grass on sunny mornings. The memory of such times is a 'thin place' for me. It is a time to worship and praise, to give thanks for life and dedicate myself anew to God's service.

View of Dinas Head from Garn Fawr

Taken from the rocky outcrop at the western end of Mynydd Dinas, looking north.

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