Puddles of sunlight on bare-bleached scatterings of harvested fields…
Rich red-brown fields turned upside-down by farmer’s plough…
Sheep spattered fields and slopes, Llanafan’s hills dappled by cloud-shadows. Country lanes winding lazily from farms to village and away, again, over the rises and falls of the rolling landscape to distant mountains, lush with green bracken, where Garnwen cwtches in Drygarn’s lap…
Tormentil beneath me, steep gorges on either side. Above my head, the skylarks singing their songs of joy…
Today, I am free, to wander without purpose or cause…
Breezes stir the mountain grasses from their slumbers, and they whisper to me of things I cannot understand or know, of the great wisdom of the earth that lies just beyond my reach.
Jenny Lloyd is the Welsh author of The Megan Jones trilogy; historical novels set in early, 19th century, rural Wales.
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Beautifully descriptive Jenny, anyone reading that will feel hiraeth.
xxx Cwtch xxx
Thanks, David. Cwtch back to you!
Ah, memories of our weekend away from home, recently, Jenny. We wandered around the Ryader. hills Lovely photos indeed.x
Glad you had a good time, it is a beautiful area. x
Lovely, Jenny. It’s beautiful!
Yes, it’s a special place, I was born in the valley, here. x