Short film of arrival in winter woods

This is a first attempt at video editing by Will, who is neither skilled nor trained in the art.

It is a series of clips from our first days in the woods last November, when we trolleyed in all the canvas, hand-tools and books that we felt necessary.

The track soon bogged up thickly. And once we’d done the many runs each, to bring in all the bits, we found a shortcut through a sheep field that would have saved us hours.

The film also shows the first part of building the A-frame, which was our immediate shelter while the main house went up.

And the fiddle tune was recorded by a doctor in a stone circle in Cornwall, on an earlier walk. It is a Breton tune, called (trans.) “the jumping chicken”.

The Joys of a Welsh Springtime

Llandegly Rocks

Llandegly Rocks

We found much changed for us during the winter in Wales, but Spring was not quick in coming. Indeed, winter lingered hard, and the dreams of new leaf and soft warmth were slow to be realized.

Celendine heralds the spring

Lesser Celendine, herald of Spring

Here are some of those exciting indicators, and events, of the newly risen Springtime.



Michelmersh to Avebury


Mother Beech holds her babies in her branches

Its a year now since we were in these bluebell woods near Michelmersh. Accompanied by Ayla and Susie we found shelter for a few days beneath a magnificent beech. Days were spent wandering among the glowing blue, with visits to the local gastro pub to see if we could sing for roast potatos.

Please do read on….


Assorted Winter Portraits

going home time

This is a photographic exhibition. It contains no narrative, so please enjoy these simple images, of us and friends, taken during our winter stay in cold old Radnorshire.

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