”Winter’s dregs…*”
Yes, there are dull days in January. Dull, dreary, dreich, cold, freezing, snowy (or “wintry mix” as Apple weather app calls it), […]

Yes, there are dull days in January. Dull, dreary, dreich, cold, freezing, snowy (or “wintry mix” as Apple weather app calls it), […]
The “foreign” blackbirds haven’t arrived yet, so the evenings are less noisy with the sounds of the locals staking out territory. The […]
The first frost of the year and Dol-y-Fan is looking good in the early morning sun. Not a deep one, but enough […]
Of gorse it is in flower, at this time of year. Remarkable as it seems, differing bushes, or even stems, of gorse […]
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly , and it […]
Early longest-day morning. Can I say that? Goosander family spooked by my minuscule appearance: a hundred yards away, barely visible in a […]
Stramble, or somewhere between an amble, or a stroll, but those two words indicate an objective or purpose which is not why […]
As you know I like shadows. Time passes, and there’s nothing like a river to bring home the point. One cannot even […]
All is calm (now), all shall be well (at last). The power of the river is to be seen to be believed. […]