Category Archives: Nature

Clarach clean up

We are not powerless…
Beach litter-picking in a 40mph wind is a blast – literally. Great turn out today weather considered – and in two hours collected all of the crap you see here from what looked like a tidy beach.
Today I concentrated on the miniscule stuff trapped within the tidemark seaweed. Still managed a sack full including 70+ cotton bud sticks – all of them blue.
You meet some great people doing this: Aberystwyth Beach BuddiesSurfers Against Sewage, Llanidloes river cleaners (forgot what you called yourselves)
#plasticpollution #saveourseas #PlanetBeforeProfit #SaveOurSeas plus any number of hash tags. #goodjobidonthaveagun

We need to talk about Plastic

If you were to doubt, in any way, the problem our world has with plastic – a beach litter-pick is both catharsis and enlightenment. Two hours, a dozen or so volunteers and a truck load of washed-up rubbish – a feel good way to spend a Saturday morning.  This was Tan-y-bwlch beach, Aberystwyth and had only been litter-picked a matter of weeks ago.  The pile in the bottom pic was the tally after 2 hours.  By end of the day on Saturday 450kgs had been collected.  Breathtaking.  Thanks be to Aberystwyth Beach Buddies for their organisation.

Diarrhoea Diorama

Damn clever horses in these parts. Here is a highly creditable 3D model of Ailsa Craig made by a 3 year old gelding called Rheidol Bomber.
And for reference, here’s a pile of horse shit.

Yellow Rattle

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Non-descript this tiny yellow flower may be but after years of waiting this little indicator plant finally emerged from our wild-flower meadow this month. Yellow Rattle; aka Cockscomb; aka the meadow maker (Rhinanthus minor) will suck the life out of the choking grasses and give the flowers the headstart they need.

 

Post Gwyn

We had the entire Berwyn mountain range to ourselves yesterday. Bread-knife winds and shot-blasting sleet as we tussock stomped the last mile of wilderness to claim the range’s loneliest sentinel – Post Gwyn.


Atop Post Gwyn in the Berwyn MountainsAtop Post Gwyn in the Berwyn MountainsAtop Post Gwyn in the Berwyn Mountains

Doggy bags

Special thanks to the dog walkers of Meifod this morning. The joyful site of a dog turd swinging in a tree fair warms the heart on a feisty mid-winter morning. And as the low sun glinted off the primrose yellow bag, I was put in mind of fragrant forest walks and the promise of the year to come.

Oh doggy bag, what treasures lie within thee?

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