The Marshes At Dusk
At the end of a cool but sunny Autumnal day, dusk settles peacefully over the estuary of the River Tywi. Only the mournful cry of a curlew can be heard permeating the stillness.
Under A Silver Sky
A zig-zagging wooden walkway leads the eye across rich lily ponds teeming with life.
On The Trail Of The Cocklers
As a region famous for its cockling traditions, spanning back to Roman times, cockles are harvested from the sandy flats and are eaten locally and exported as a delicacy worldwide.
The View From The Jetty
As recently as 1905 a passenger ferry would set sail from here, and cross the tidal Tywi to the picturesque village of Llansteffan. As of 2013 discussions are afoot to reinstate it.
At Stackpole Quay
Part of a stunning nature reserve, Stackpole Quay was built in the 18th century to ship in goods to the big country house of Stackpole Court, and to ship out quarried limestone.
Far and high above a tranquil landscape, a vapour trail reminder of the modern age.
White Park Cattle, a very old and rare breed of cattle, have been kept in Britain for more than 2,000 years. They are closely related to prized wild White Cattle of Medieval times.
Emergency Shower 999
A patiently attendant English Springer Spaniel stands by in this surreal scene in rural West Wales. Who will emerge? A wet and soapy superhero? Or, perhaps even, a Time Lord?
Land of Castles and Princesses
Welsh castles are impressive structures and most were constructed in the 12th, or 13th, centuries. Many, like this one in West Wales, were built to keep out the local inhabitants.
Watching the sun go down over Worm's Head, on the beautiful Gower Peninsula.
This small reflector lighthouse, built in 1842, looks out upon Gower and beyond.
Lady Of The Manor
In 1973 the Rare Breeds Survival Trust was formed, choosing the White Park cattle breed as its logo. Since then numbers of this breed surviving have risen from 60 to almost 800.
As busy as it gets down in West Wales, this relatively modern harbour and marina development is home to the bobbing boats of pleasure seekers and fishermen alike.
It's Behind You !
Popular with surfers, Whitesands beach in West Wales, boasts waves up to 10 feet high. At this beautiful, unspoilt spot, the impressive crags of Carn Llidi and Penbiri guard the bay.
Newton House, an 18th century Gothic mansion in a remote corner of South West Wales. Visit on a Winter's day and dare you wander between it's ancient creaking walls ?
Just Good Friends
In my country, Wales, our woolly friends outnumber humans 3:1. No jokes please !
Sometimes, in some places, some 'things' are best NOT left to the vivid imagination.
Two Roads. I took the one less traveled by. . . . And that has made all the difference.
A rich carpet of English bluebells brings back memories of spring ... and woodland walks.
Located near the village of Lamberhurst in the valley of the river Bewl in Kent, England, the old, decaying, lakeside boathouse of the Scotney Castle estate, has seen better days.
Scents Of Summer
Beyond this French cottage garden, a pebble stone courtyard, an old stone country home, crochet laced windows, blue watering cans, provence cloth, pressed glass, wire baskets.
All That Remains
Many a ship setting sail from North America heading for Dublin, Bristol, or even France, has, due to stormy, gale-ridden Irish Seas, foundered helplessly on the wild Welsh coast.
Talley's sacred burial ground is looked down upon by majestic ruins of its (c. 1187), abbey.
On a remote and desolate wind-ravaged beach somewhere in the beautiful wilds of West Wales, a lone surfer weighs up the pros and cons of riding the chill December tides.
Edge Of Bluebell Wood
Deer are not known to forage for bluebells, but, with the native English bluebell now under severe threat from its invasive Spanish relative, it pays to enclose precious habitats.
In the middle ages red clover was worn as a charm to ward off evil spirits and witches.
Standing eerily behind this little cottage in a remote part of West Wales, a lone survivor of a petrified forest. It's flailing imbs creating an illusion not unlike Medusa's serpent tresses.
Fields have been reaped and deer are fat and ready for eating. So called because hunters can ride easily over the fields' stubble, where foxes and other animals are easily spotted.
A haze of bluebells in a dappled shade wood. The epitome of an early summer in Britain.
Signs Of Springtime
In springtime, swathes of bluebells carpet the ground beneath awakening beech trees. Such woodlands are ideal for walkers wishing to stroll beneath the sun dappled canopies.
Bosherston In Bleak Mid-Winter
Pembrokeshire's Bosherston Lakes are part of a National Nature Reserve. They are home to otters, wildfowl and dragonflies, but best known for their carpets of water lilies in June.
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Braving The Winter Waves
Let Me Tell You A Secret
The Curious Sheep
Walk With Me
Beeches Of Bronze
Barton Bushes, The Cotswolds
Two Friendly Donkeys
Through A Gateway
The Broken Heart
A Fairy's Grotto
A Table For Elves
Beyond The Fence
St Catherine's Isle
Worm's Head Engulfed In Sea Mist
The Prairie, At Pembrey
The Edge Of The Marsh
A Country Road
Beyond The Fence
Puffin At Roost
Love On The Rocks
Waiting For Supper
The Remains Of The Day
Sunset On The Gwendraeth Marshes
Cydweli Marshes At Dusk