This is my new secret hideaway. Somewhere to sit and think and contemplate the simple things in life. The sound of the birds singing, the whispering wind through the leaves and the sound of a babbling brook as it makes its way from somewhere to somewhere, but never ending.
I steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I slide by hazel covers;
I move the sweet forget-me-nots
That grow for happy lovers.
I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
Among my skimming swallows;
I make the netted sunbeam dance
Against my sandy shallows.
I murmur under moon and star:
In brambly wildernesses:
I linger by my shingly bars;
I loiter round my cresses;
And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.
Alfred Tennyson. The Brook
This is the Wales I love the most.
Here's a selection of animals I've had the pleasure of photographing here on Anglesey. Some just for the sheer joy of it, others as part of a commission. It just goes to show the wonderful diversity of creatures that go to make up this planet we all share. From dancing cows to grumpy pigs. To new born foals to watchful sheep. It's been a real joy.
This is my new secret hideaway. Somewhere to sit and think and contemplate the simple things in life. The sound of the birds singing, the whispering wind through the leaves and the sound of a babbling brook as it makes its way from somewhere to somewhere, but never ending.
This is the Wales I love the most.
The road to Aberffraw...
Llanfair etc etc etc...
Busy crossroads on Anglesey...
Sand Dunes near Rhosneigr...
along the cliffs at Trearddur Bay...
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