More birds down on the rocks, and a trip to South Stack.
Guillemots and gulls in action, and my favourite Anglesey walk.
Chilling out, until a peregrine kicks up a commotion.
Watching terns, and a walk along the Anglesey coast.
Back to Anglesey!
An Anglesey timelapse video.
Anglesey · lost exploration craft rediscovered · writing advice from Rebecca Solnit · volcanic sunsets · Ted Hughes · typographical tips · a strange way to estimate π · Dull Men’s Club · street photography · free speech · Alexander von Humboldt
On the realisation that the natural world gets on perfectly well without us.
When you see a bird often enough, its jizz begins to rub off on you—if you'll pardon the expression.
I’ve never seen stars remotely approaching those in Anglesey. There are so damn many of them. Thousand upon thousand. Too many to count.
How a mere week can make a big difference in the natural world.