Before the Chop
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| The entrance to Whiteford Burrow, the Gower Peninsula |
I took a weekend constitutional down Whiteford Burrows last weekend - my favourite place on the whole of the magnificent Gower Peninsula. My mission - to photograph the pine woodland there, much of which is now facing the chop!
Chilling amongst the trees, whose death knell has been sounded
The 16,000 step (thanks Fitbit) walk was something of a salutary experience, given that a large number of the trees I wandered amongst were going to be killed, some of them as soon as the following day!
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| Woodland at Whiteford Point |
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| Chilling, Whiteford |
Whiteford offers one of the quietest and more remote walks on the whole of the Gower Peninsula. And its pine trees, which have been a feature of this landscape here for a century, have been a much-loved aspect of this area. So much so, in fact, that I have already made plans to have my ashes scattered amongst the trees here when my number is finally called. And although there appears to be sound ecological reasons for their decimation, I could not help but feel rather downhearted as I wandered amongst their soon-to-be decimated number.
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| Owl pellet, Whiteford Woods |
Solstice continues...
With the darkening days and a good ole Welsh storm brewing outside, my mews finally made a reappearance this morning :) And, within a couple of hours, I had completed the first draft of my introductory segue that cements my 3 Solstice stories into a complete portmanteau novel...
Halloween Funko 2021 #6
October 31, 2021
Sorry for the lack of updates lately - truth is there is a lot kicking off in my everyday life at the moment, both health wise :( and work wise :) and I really feel exhausted by it all.
Still, it's Halloween and here is my final set of images of this year's Halloween Funko images, which features the Log Lady from Twin Peaks:
"My log does not judge."
A Lovely Bit of Urban Exploration
I do love a bit of unexpected urban exploration, and when I happened upon this fire-damaged cottage at the bottom of yesterday's woodland walk, I just had to step inside to take a look:
An Early Christmas Grotto
Saturday, October 23, 2021
Despite the gloomy weather, Stella and I forced ourselves out of the house today for our weekend exercise. After half hour's drive into the countryside, we parked up at the top of a pine woodland, where, within minutes of leaving the car, we were both overjoyed that we had mustered the needed willpower to leave the house.
Walking down the woodland path, something bright caught our eyes from a small hollow in a bank below a pine tree. We had to step into a small ditch to get in closer to our find, but we were well and truly rewarded for the slight inconvenience. For, parting its curtain of pine branches, we found ourselves peering into a little magical Christmas grotto, festooned with the most glorious Amanita muscaria mushrooms I have ever seen!
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| "What have we here then?" |
Seeing these bejewelled beauties through the canopy of pine needles reminded me of an old article I wrote on the tradition of decorating Christmas trees with imitation Amanita muscaria mushrooms. Upon our return home, I dug out the old manuscript of this article. Written many moons ago, the thing needs a good, solid polish, but I can announce that my next project will be to publish my short illustrated essay - Santa was a Shaman!
I do love they way nature walks inspire and get the creative juice flowing :)
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