the bluebell wood

 

Woodlands in May.

The fresh green leaves on the beech trees.

The carpet of bluebells with their intoxicating scent.

Dappled spring sunshine. 

Nothing beats a British woodland in May.

 

blue skies

 

The biggest bluest skies at the Elan Valley earlier this week where we went for our half term ramble. The boys were keen to see the Claerwen dam (as they had watched Top Gear's Richard Hammond drive a Landrover up the front of it on TV!).

 

 

 

The winter colours were stunning, bleached windswept grasses contrasting with the blue sparkling water.

The Claerwen river flows from the dam down through a wide boggy valley. We walked along a bridleway adjacent to the river. However the track was very waterlogged in places and after a failed attempt to jump a stream with a 5 year old on my back and ending up knee deep in a bog, we turned back! 

These beautiful wild hills definitely need a return visit (and I must remember after a long wet spell, to keep to the high ground).

squelching through fields

 

Last weekend, Littlest and I took advantage of a free couple of hours to 'squelch and squerch' across fields, along country lanes and along the canal to a nearby village, Berriew.

 

 

The rains held off long enough to reach home. It was good to be out... exploring, stretching our legs and eyes. And what a joy to spot the first of the snowdrops on a roadside verge. 

a new year escape

 

... to the coastline of Cardigan Bay.

A New Year's Eve walk from Mwnt beach along the clifftops, fields and country lanes. 

The tranquil ancient church of Mwnt with it's whitewashed walls and simple, natural festive window displays.

 

And to blow the very last of the cobwebs away, a New Year's Day ramble to Penbryn beach.
Mesmerised by the big waves. 

A refreshing start to the new year.

autumn

 

 

 

  

Woodland walks and bike rides during a very misty and murky half term holiday. We got wet and our boots heavy with mud but there were many smiles... especially with a spontaneous crabapple throwing/kicking/rolling contest.

The autumn landscape where otherworldly realms seem to merge with our own.

the last summer adventure - Cadair Idris

 

 

 

 

 

 

Making the most of the last few days of the summer holidays;

Up in the mountains;

Carpets of heather;

Big skies;

Rolling clouds enveloping the craggy summit;

Time with friends.

to the source of the river wye

 

 

 

It was the perfect weather to explore the wild lands of Plynlimon to see the source of the River Wye (thank goodness as to be up here in less than perfect conditions would not be nice).

The route we took was from the south side of Plynlimon following the track up into the hills until it ended where the terrain became too impassible. The source is above the 'V' in the picture above. How beautiful the infant Wye is. It was quite something to see it as a babbling stream beginning a very long journey.

My favourite upland flower 'Devil's-bit Scabious