In winter these rows of vines at Gelynis Farm remind me of the rows of crosses on Normandy beach memorials.
Monthly Archives: December 2011
The creepy woods
Creaking in the wind
Danger, deep water
Came across this sink hole/cave in the forest today. There was a sign warning of deep water, and you could imagine falling in from above. A nice blue to the water, not the usual mud colour.
Raise a glass to Hitch
Rather belatedly, as he died on the 15th, a blip tribute to the great essayist Christopher Hitchens. It is now a commonplace to say that you didn’t always agree with him, but liked the way he said it, and this is also true for me. But I admired his conviction to steer a course he thought to be true, to always fight intellectual dogma, and most importantly, his love for words. Anyone wanting to construct an argument in text should read Hitchens. He probably would have preferred a glass of whisky, but I only had beer, so farewell the Hitch.
Washing off the mud
Near the end of my regular 5 mile woodland run is a stream, ideal for washing off layers of mud from the shoes.
Honeycomb
I haven’t had honeycomb in a long while.I’d forgotten just how claggy and cloying it was, like eating sweet clay.
Christmas day running
I got a new OMM waterproof and Innov8 trail shoes for Christmas, so looking like a total noob in new gear, went for a run. We ran the 5 miles to the relatives who were hosting the meal. I can confirm that bucks fizz is not an ideal pre-run drink.
Sun rises over Cardiff
Nice sunrise as I went out for my run today
Tarts
Jam, mincemeat, and chutney.
I suspect food related blips may be prevalent over the next few days.
Chase the ball
Daughter throwing a ball for my parent’s dog