LAMB TALES

Our frosted hills and fields, for so long hushed in a quiet stillness of waiting, now sound with the tremulous bleating of new born lambs and the answering calls of their attentive mothers. Snowdrops have given way to bright drifts of daffodils, daylight stretches into … Continue readingLAMB TALES

MOSS AND STONE

Amid rolling pastureland in the Denbighshire countryside lies a modest, whitewashed church, its walls greened with age and weather. A simple wheel-type bell hangs silent above the west gable. Surrounded by ancient yew trees and gnarled blackthorn bushes, the church is approached through a heavy … Continue readingMOSS AND STONE

THE AERIALIST

The scream comes before the bird: a sudden, searing note overhead that stops me in my tracks, leaving me scanning the North Wales skies for the longed-for rush of dark, scythe-shaped wings. They are back! My heart soars. Common swifts normally arrive here during late … Continue readingTHE AERIALIST