It has been very much an experiment that seems to be improving as I go along. Moving home has been an interruption of course but every now and then I give it a try. Set the GoPro up in various spots around the garden and see what happens. The great thing about using a GoPro in this way, rather than going for the exquisite photos with a long zoom lens, is that you get a close up with a wide angle, not just a zoom in on a bird. It gives a whole different dimension to the photos and...Read More
Just a ten minute walk from my home in Pontrhydygroes (Welsh for the bridge of the ford of the cross) are some beautiful woodland walks. In Medieval times the paths were trodden by Cistercian Monks on pilgrimage to Strata Florida Abbey (Ystrad Fflur in Welsh-the valley of flowers) at Pontrhydfendigaid near Tregaron. Later, during the nineteenth century, twice daily, at dawn and dusk, the footpaths endured the pounding of the boots of the miners on their way to and from a backbreaking day’s work at the Lisburne lead mine. Today I stand on the Miners Bridge, suspended above the...Read More
A big signal the end of Winter is in sight. The fields all around start to get populated by the newborn lambs already. Little, curious, unsteady on their feet and enlightening the views as the days slowly, but surely, start to get longer and warmer. Even on cold, dull, damp February mornings amongst the showers, the cute little lambs bring a smile to your face and to the journeys out and about. It is a time to keep the hounds most definitely on a lead. Not that Monty and Jasmine would ever even bother them, but it is not...Read More
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