Sheep make art – wire and wool sculptures adorn the top road to Cwm Bychan
A foxglove moment walking up a field path… they seem very animated.
Spring beginnings down in the woods, softly. It’s April 1st and the trees are just coming out
Wandering through Karauli Palace just before the storm
Afternoon sunshine catches my attention on the shortcut path.
Doomed jellyfish, caught in the tide, floating dangerously close to shore.
Breakfast in the tomato chair, catching a smile.
Low level on the allotment at the end of July… flowery and a rich colour palette.
The bit of the path between assessing the wind and reaching the sand.
Leafy and raggedy, and only confined by rusty metal, my allotment is looking good.
Tideline. Saturday morning walk out from Porthmadog, along the length of Morfa Bychan and back. Empty summer beach, nice but sinister
Marching along a wooded lane. Sunlight. Slow down, just stop, and look at the trees for five minutes… Coed Garth-byr, January 2020