wind in the trees, rushing fast.
I tried to record the wind singing across the ends of the snow marker poles- all I got was the wind over the microphone of the camera! It was beautiful, like a mountain version of whalesong. You'll have to imagine it!!
looking towards Mynydd Maen
the old road goes ever on.
Now ask yourself, why would people dump rubbish behind the dewponds and burn out cars here?