Clearing the car this morning I found a handful of crabapples that I’d picked up from the ground in Poor Man’s Wood, Llandovery, a few weeks ago and left in my coat pocket. The tiny yellow globes were wizened but…
Sea beet paté – a winter delicacy
Whilst on the look out for storm damage along Rhyl’s coastline last week, following the December 6th massive tidal surge, I picked some sea beet leaves for my tea and to use in this year’s Christmas lunch. The leaves are…
December storms and Rhyl’s battered defences
It’s Christmas Eve morning and the raging gales and lashing rain are finally calming down. But the cushions of ivy on the old sycamore stumps outside the window are gleaming bright lime against a dark bruise of a sky and…
The John Muir Trust steps out and into Wales
This morning, Sunday, December 1st 2013, broke into a dull swathe of rusts and ochres against a grey sky. Calm though. Dead, dead calm. I’d hoped for a bit more of a sparkle in the weather, as I thought I’d…