Early May…cold breeze, small eddy, apple blossom overhanging
A hot, still day. Not much water in the creek today. Cool and dark where it passes under a railway track – I sit and play with the echoes, trains and birds.
Equinox afternoon, the river is full after recent rain. The main current is fast and deep, i explore the edges where the inside of a meander is slower and the water actually travels back upstream. There’s a large root reaching out from the bank, catching leaves and catkins, i rest the neck of the guitar […]
westerly wind… I set upon the bank, a small sapling moved by the wind and river eddies occasionally brushes the guitar, gusts play the open strings, channelled along the river bank and surface
Following the rapid flooding of the valley, where a herd of horses were marooned in the field opposite, the rivers course is strangely visible, detritus washed downstream, undergrowth flattened and the water clear, blue and in the shade, dark. Dulais means the black-blue river, and today, it is…
Matthews Hill Reserve, Sunshine. Upstream from the fire. Broken bottles and banjo frogs