Wales, St David's Cathedral

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While visiting St. David, Wales, we saw the magnificent cathedral, the beautiful little town, and green rolling hills to the horizon. Then a few years after that trip, the TV news included a story showing Prince Charles at the entrance to this beautiful old cathedral. That's all most people saw, if they even saw that much.

But not us. Our ear "caught" the name and our eye “caught” the picture of the doorway of the cathedral, and in our minds-eye we “saw” the unusual three-dimensional wooden ceiling of the old cathedral; we "saw" the cemetery that extends down the hill right to the church walls; we "saw" the ruins of the abbey next door; we “saw” a row of houses, just down the street, almost hidden behind hydrangea of various colors; and we “saw” an elderly lady polishing the brass mail slot in the front door of her old stone house.
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Our ear may catch the name, and our eye may catch a picture of a thousand cities, towns, or buildings, and with the help of our mind’s eye we find an added reward for our years of travel.