The Wye

Fishy goings on…

More fishy goings on in our pond. There was I observing the frogspawn and my eye was caught by something…

1 month ago

River rockpooling…

Is river rock-pooling a thing? It is on the Wye, especially when the frogs are cosying up and spawning yet…

1 month ago

”Winter’s dregs…*”

Yes, there are dull days in January. Dull, dreary, dreich, cold, freezing, snowy (or “wintry mix” as Apple weather app…

3 months ago

Fat red berries…

The “foreign” blackbirds haven’t arrived yet, so the evenings are less noisy with the sounds of the locals staking out…

5 months ago

The first frost…

The first frost of the year and Dol-y-Fan is looking good in the early morning sun. Not a deep one,…

5 months ago

Of gorse it is…

Of gorse it is in flower, at this time of year. Remarkable as it seems, differing bushes, or even stems,…

5 months ago

The Wye…

The Wye, and why? Wye does it exist, how long has it being running, and other existential questions arise just…

5 months ago

Apres le parapluie…

Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly ,…

5 months ago

Early longest-day morning…

Early longest-day morning. Can I say that? Goosander family spooked by my minuscule appearance: a hundred yards away, barely visible…

10 months ago

Early morning…

Stramble, or somewhere between an amble, or a stroll, but those two words indicate an objective or purpose which is…

10 months ago