Not sure whether they’re just late into bud after a wet and cold spring, or whether ash dieback has finally reached us. I fear the latter. If so, our horizons are going to be much depleted.

Wedi derbyn ebost hwn - scam yndy? Oes na scamwyr Gymraeg y dyddiau ‘ma? There’s progress…

Possibly the greatest title ever for an autobiography.

Drunk on dazzle this morning.

Water-break-its-neck in the Radnor Forest on NY Eve. Only ever seen it in dry conditions before, so was such a joy to find it in full lacy, feathery splendour. In a very packed field, it must be up there as Wales’ prettiest waterfall.

Proper bandit country of Coed y Brenin this afternoon.

Hymn bingo in the Black Mountains. Blwyddyn newydd dda.

Aberystwyth this evening after sunset, from the top of Consti. Such a magnificent sight, though could only curse the over-lit car parks.