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21 Hydref: Cofiwch Dryweryn
21st October: Remember Tryweryn

(Ffotograff: Aberteifi)

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Reposted by Sébastien
Made me smile to discover this. A little nugget. 😊
A shadowless afternoon. The Pembrokeshire hills feel closer; the fields and trees have a strange clarity. The evening brings low grey clouds and ruins this phenomenon, returning the hills to a suitable hazy distance.
Up at 4 am. Outside, it's misty. I sit at the living room window for a while, drinking tea and eating oat biscuits, enjoying the stillness.

At 7 am, the crows and jackdaws begin to gather in their murders and clatterings, circling against a low grey sky and landing ominously on the roof ridges.
The evening sky reminded me of the opening to R. S. Thomas's Welsh Landscape:

To live in Wales is to be conscious
At dusk of the spilled blood
That went into the making of the wild sky,
Dyeing the immaculate rivers
In all their courses.
The setting sun has left behind a line of dark blood red beneath the black where the sky and Preseli mountains meet. The lights are on behind windows of the houses and farms dotted about the distant hillsides; there is always something comforting in this.

I head out to buy bread, cheese, and beer.
The sky is grey again, but the clouds are lower, softening the light. An avenue of evergreens stand out against an increasingly autumnal landscape.

A little girl plays on the edge of the rugby field while her mam waits for the bus. The air is mild today, which sadly has become normal for October.
Grey Thursday. The jackdaws and crows rest on roof ridges, chimney pots, and telegraph poles. The trees are colouring around the verdigris bell tower of the old school. However, the dead afternoon light brings a strangely unsettling feeling to the scene, the colours seem off somehow...
y'know, despite it been set in late-winter/early-spring I always associate it with the autumn. I think cos I watched it for the first time as an impressionably teenager in autumn during the early-90s reruns on Bravo. (Though, in 1990, I did buy the Falling 7" with the I killed Laura Palmer sticker!)
I was awake all night, I went to bed unsuccessfully three times. I finally fell asleep in the late morning after finishing Lyngstad's translation of Hunger. I woke in the late afternoon with a pain on the right side of my neck. The sun was bright behind the curtains but I didn't bother opening them.
With the living room light on, the darkening sky looks teal-blue. Earlier, there was a pink and red sunset quickly obscured by dirty mauve-coloured clouds. I suppose it would have been thought of as a dramatic sky, but I just found it dreary, as I do with most things recently.
Through the south facing window there's a line of vague pink, I assume where the sky meets the land, I can't tell from where I'm sitting. However, it's fleeting and the sky is soon a depressing Sunday blue, darkening rapidly.

My room is black now, apart from a section of wall lit by a streetlight.