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…
The Christmas wreath that wasn’t
I thought this year I’d make a Christmas wreath from the flotsam and jetsam on our local beach in north west Wales. All that plastic and coloured nylon rope would bring a welcome bit of colour to the house, the…
Late Autumn in Poor Man’s Wood, Llandovery
It was late afternoon by the time we arrived at the entrance to Poor Man’s Wood, on the outskirts of Llandovery. It had been a bleary autumn day that hadn’t quite woken up and it was rapidly retreating into a…