I’ve been enjoying the shades of autumn and now startling spots of colour against the wintry sun, which rises and arcs low. Where I and my horse live near the Garth in Rhondda Cynon Taf, this allows me to experience the variety of light from behind the mountain, casting long shadows from hedges round the fields.
It’s quite a steep hill down and good work for a horse’s balance. Bo’s chestnut was matched by the beech leaves in November.
From the bottom of the Gedrys, we sometimes go left under the railway bridge and along by the river Taf. It is a good ride, marred too often by fly-tipping.
Back at the farm, on a sunny day you can see over to Mynydd Meio and Egwysilan commons, and there are views north almost to Merthyr.
Of course, the low angles and light can be used creatively in photos. I only take the bare record. It’s fun though, strolling along the footpath on the old railway line near home on a damp December day.
There is so much good to be had from simply being on a right of way or lane in the open air: great in the Welsh Valleys. Not necessarily when it tips down though.