Whilst South Wales was a little warmer than MK, it was most definitely much wetter. After five days, it finally stopped raining and we felt a little like Noah must have done when the dove returned with a bit of greenery. Mind you, the weather hadn't curtailed our excursions, it's just that there was a soggy trend. Wet sand on the beach. Wet bracken/gorse on the heaths. Wet grass in the fields. Wet mud/grass/trees in the woods. In fact, the sea might have been drier.
However, there's beauty in all landscapes, even if it is just grey skies, grey seas, grey mud and grey rocks.
Oh yes, bring it on.
Pwlldu is a much more secluded and inaccessible bay, perfect for trying to outfox the Revenue.
However, en route between the two, on a muddy coastal path between gorse bushes and the short but steep drop to the rocky shore below, we did find the odd spot of colour.
And when I say "odd", I do mean O.D.D.
This is Tremella mesenterica, Yellow Brain Fungus, growing on gorse stems. In the second photo, there are also several small invertebrates which appeared to be feeding on it.
In a few sheltered spots, there was also evidence of the vanguard of Spring flowers, in the form of Primrose, Milkwort, Dog Violet and Barren Strawberry.
The only other real colours of note were provided by the geology, where veins of minerals had forced their way between the vertical bedding planes.
|Obliging partner shown for scale|
|My knowledge of rock is sadly limited to the more wacky prog bands... sorry.|