Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Bone Structure

I do an awful lot of thinking and dreaming about things in the past and the future - the timelessness of the rocks and the hills - all the people who have existed there. I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.

Andrew Wyeth

Monday, February 24, 2014


He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Thursday, February 20, 2014

The Wash Pool, Abergwesyn

In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans; in one aspect of You are found all the aspects of existence.

 Sometimes if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.
Winnie the Pooh

Friday, February 14, 2014

Last Evening's Moon, Sky, Trees and River

Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass. 

Some photos taken last evening when I glimpsed the nearly Full Moon outside the cottage window. The skies were really this blue.

 I am hoping to catch sight of the Full Moon tonight but fear it may be too cloudy.

Monday, February 3, 2014


How could drops of water know themselves to be a river?
Yet the river flows on.

Antione de Saint Exupery.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Around Myddfai

Every time I take my camera out on a jaunt, I (luckily) always meet a cat, a dog and a horse. It is to be expected now.

My last jaunt was no exception.

A lucky black cat

A sweet little dog

My favourite horses are grey

A woodland walk around Myddfai.