Llanthony Priory

Paula over at Lost in Translation runs a weekly Black and White Sunday challenge. I have been intending to write some posts about the castles and priories I have visited in Wales, but like other posts, I haven’t quite got around to them yet. But when I saw this week’s theme I thought about the ruins I have photographed and which, to me anyway, always convey that moody atmosphere which clings to ancient buildings. You can almost hear the chanting of the monks, the slap of leather sandals on Welsh slate floors, the swish of robes through the Cloister and the murmur of voices in the Chapter House where the ‘Black Canons’ assembled each morning.

moody

And of course the background of the Welsh hills and the glowering clouds in a wet January only serve to enhance the mood.

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Heyjude

I have lived in the UK for most of my life, but when young I definitely had wanderlust and even ended up living in South Africa for several years which was a wonderful experience. I now look forward to a long and leisurely retirement doing what I like most - gardening, photography, walking and travelling.

33 thoughts on “Llanthony Priory”

    1. No. And I am sorry that I STILL haven’t written about the other Welsh ones! [smacks hand… must do better!]

  2. I’m horrified to realise that I first visited the priory over 50 years ago. Must look out some old (very) pictures.

  3. Very atmospheric and evocative, both your photo and narrative Jude. Something about priory ruins that bring the senses to life…and the darker the surroundings, the better 🙂

    1. It all felt a little cold, wet and dark Sherri, thankfully there is a tea-room hiding close by which warmed us up!

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