TALES FROM THE WOOD

With Hallowe’en just around the corner, I’m taking a look at the dark and mysterious tales surrounding two of our longest living and most iconic trees, the mighty oak and the venerable yew, both of which feature large in the collective mythologies of our islands, … Continue readingTALES FROM THE WOOD

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QUICK, QUICK, SLOE

Autumn, with its velvet-soft mornings sharpened by cool, still air  – a reminder that winter is on its way – is the celebrated season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, the time for harvesting summer’s bounty from our trees and hedgerows. For me, there is no … Continue readingQUICK, QUICK, SLOE

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CRAFT CIDER CYMRU

Today is the first of September, and it’s brought with it a good drying day. Cobwebs and bed sheets fly in the wind as magnificent fleets of cumulus clouds billow in full sail across the blue of a fresh-washed sky. I’ve been out gathering apples … Continue readingCRAFT CIDER CYMRU

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ON HALKYN MOUNTAIN

Together with a small group of enthusiastic amateur botanists, I could recently be found seeking out the wild flowers of Halkyn Mountain in Flintshire with the Clwydian Hills in the distance before us, their blue and violet outline just breaking the soft grey of a … Continue readingON HALKYN MOUNTAIN

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The Aerialist

One of the most thrilling moments of spring is the sight and sound of returning swifts, their thin metallic shriek heralding their arrival as they cut suddenly into view, searing the air with sickle-sharp wings hot from African skies. In an epic and often hazardous … Continue readingThe Aerialist

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WALES ROCKS

Who knew that a trip to a garden would make a rock fan of me, but that’s exactly what happened on a recent visit to the National Botanic Gardens of Wales in Carmarthenshire! On a dreary and damp day in mid May when even the … Continue readingWALES ROCKS

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THE CLWYDIANS

Today has been spent walking one of my favourite haunts, a secret place among the quieter paths of the Clwydian hills. With a soft, warm breeze riffling my hair and the Vale of Clwyd ethereal under blue and gold, I watched as a skylark spiralled … Continue readingTHE CLWYDIANS

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