Oak trees, bluebells and the shape of the wind

A windy day on the coast of North Wales, walking on the clifftops and through woodland overlooking Barmouth and the sea.

There were so many oak trees with spring leaves of vibrant green, often with bluebells beneath them. It's impossible to photograph the unique colour of bluebells, so this photo gives an impression only.

The wind blew so strongly I could only just stand upright on the exposed clifftops, and it was still strong when walking sheltered by oak trees and stern geology.

 Descending to sea level, I tried to walk on the beach. A boat stood, deserted by the tide, and I wanted to walk out to it.

However, the strong wind was picking up the top layer of  sand and swirling it round. I could neither see nor breathe properly, so I had to stop. But I noticed the wonderful sand shapes the wind was making, and was reminded of the poet Taliesin and his poem describing the wind as an invisible creature.

Then away to Menai Bridge and the art exhibition of Clive Hicks Jenkins at Oriel Tegfryn. I completely failed to record any of the lovely pictures, but have a nice one of Clive,

and his delightful dog Jack, who stole everyone's hearts!

There are pictures and details of Clive's exhibition on his excellent blog, http://clivehicksjenkins.wordpress.com/

Then home through the darkness past the shadowy mountains.