Ah’m awa for a daunder
I’m off for a stroll
Author: baronvoncrow
Beach after Beach
ane wounderful crag, risand within the sea, with so narrow and strait hals that na schip nor boit bot allanerlie at ane part of it. This crag is callet the Bas; unwinnabil by ingine of man.
Hector Boece, Scottish gphilosopher and historian
Birds of a Feather
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe.
John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierra
Taking a View
This is a city of shifting light, of changing skies, of sudden vistas
Alexander McCall Smith
The South of the North
I know that our bodies were made to thrive only in pure air, and the scenes in which pure air is found.
in John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir
If you’re missing the Wales Coastal Path…
The Hidden Gems blogpost is now written. The 30km adventure starts with a large red dragon and ends with a small velvet swimming crab.
It was a good way to pass the time on the long train journey home in the rain! I seemed to have picked a sunny weather window for the walk. Or perhaps that was summer, come and gone?
Thanks for reading! 🥾 🗺️ 🌊 🏴
Almost the Anglesey Processional
The king kisses the knight, as does the Queen,
Sir Gawain and the Green Knight
Then many true knights who came up to greet him
And ask how he’d fared; and he tells of the marvels
Confesses the hardships that he had endured
Chapeau
The clouds methought would open, and show riches
Caliban speaks to Stephano and Trinculo, William Shakespeare, The Tempest, III.ii
Ready to drop upon me
Walk in the light
May our journey be lived in peace with one another, and with creation
Thanksgiving Prayer
Harlech and Beyond
Bright-eyed freedom stands before ye
From the Welsh folksong ‘Gorhoffedd Gwŷr Harlech—March of the Men of Harlech’ [taken completely out of context]
Walking The Landscape 