Y chân y curlew yn cario.
Teifi Marshes, Aberteifi

As I stand on shifting sands, the scales held in her hands,
the wind it just whips her and wails, and fills up her brigantine sails.
Ynyslas, Dyfi.

Loneliness, A Gun.
Ynyslas, Dyfi.

(So long), Frank Lloyd Wright.
Guggenheim, New York City.

From the train window.
Saltmarsh, Dyfi.

A walk in the woods.
Trawscoed Estate, Llanafan

Closing the gap between this world and the other world.
Coed y Bont, Pontrhydfendigaid

The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face.
Derwentwater, Walla Crag, Skiddaw and Blencathra.

Thirlmere, Helvellyn, and the weather.