Category Archives: Snowdonia

Discarded fishing tackle

Posted on February 18, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Discarded fishing lines Upon river banks Anglers they call themselves Many are planks They don’t use their common sense Discarding shot Discarding fishing gear They do it a lot Even in my time In the countryside Bait boxes maggots Where … Continue reading →

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Snowdonia ERYRI. My Love

Posted on January 30, 2026 by Rex Tyler

Snowdonia it is A magic kingdom And it be Where My house is ringed by mountains It’s where Their snow tops smile at me Expressions unfamiliar Mysterious and bold Far across the valley Where stone city has took hold Lots … Continue reading →

Posted in A day in the life, Animal Rights, At the edge of a Dawn, Badgers, birds and the environment, Coutryside meanderings, Forests and wild places, goats, lichens and mosses, Ravens and crows, Red Kite, Reptiles and Herpetology, Slow worms, Snowdonia, Tree's that I am close to, Trees, Trees our silent friends, Wales, wild birds, Wild boars, Wild Deers, Wild plants some call weeds bot not I, Wildness is our friend | Leave a comment

Stormy outside

Posted on September 15, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Surrounded by trees many close to my house from a witter to a crescendo i hear thrashing and crashing and bough crunching bunching autumn’s apparent the air blowing a really  old  memory a startling figment it feels like the sky … Continue reading →

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Wildlife meadows

Posted on July 24, 2025 by Rex Tyler

I adore  the wildlife meadows as do the Bee’s that fly the godly pollinators up against a toxic sky China sends its glyphosate from Bayer’s mindset who attack the very principle of life sadly it’s true   A great blaze … Continue reading →

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Cader Idris

Posted on July 23, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Cader Idris peeps from its missionary high Shrouded  in mist, with its purposeful eye Aware of all  history, rugged it be A great chair of Idris something to see blood curdling light a dominant force a giant evokes its historic … Continue reading →

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Snowdonia

Posted on June 27, 2025 by Rex Tyler

Everywhere the skies are mirrored On the lakes below The mountains climb so avidly The trees form woods A show of nature so extraordinary Miraculously so Sheep are dotted everywhere That’s a fact I know. 🐑🐏

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