I took a wander over the hills from home last week, a pleasant few hours out on the uplands, dropping down into a valley and back up again, a circular route of around 15 miles and one of my standby favourites. There isn't a lot there at this time of year, but it is coming alive slowly as birds move in to nest and the grass and vegetation come back.
We are the southern end of the Cambrian mountains referred to as "The green desert", it is fairly empty but we like it that way and it has a charm of it's own, nothing spectacular but plenty of open air and space and a lack of habitation and people. So this time I took the camera and did a few snaps to give an idea of where I live. So here I am on top,
A mile or so further along there is the start of a stream, little more than some water coming out of the peat
and in this puddle, about 18 months ago (autumn spawning time) I came across a little brownie, perhaps 6 inches long, he had made his way up here from the valleys below, up through this
to find the perfect partner and spawning ground. I am not sure how it went!
On the far side of the hills are the old standing stones and in the distance the Towy forest stretches away, home to our last red squirrels. Unfortunately the 30 year forestry cycle has come around with many of the trees maturing and being felled all over, pity they never thought to stagger them all those years ago.
And finally I come off the hills and back into the Towy valley and home in the village, I'm in the middle of this
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