A Week in Pictures: Green Bins, Golf and Big Climbs
A few snapshots from a week spent mostly outdoors — tidying the garden, noticing wildlife on the golf course, and enjoying big skies on the road to Llyn Brenig.
Following on from last week’s busy week, it was time to tackle the very large flax in the front garden.
It serves a very useful purpose. It gives us privacy, but it also acts as a barrier, as there is quite a drop from the top patio down onto the driveway below.
It really is an amazing specimen. Some of the leaves must be at least five feet long, and the flower stalks tower high above my head.
Unfortunately, once the flowers die, the seed pods seem to go everywhere, so something had to be done.
By trial and error, I’ve discovered that a good pair of loppers is the best tool for the job.
Two green bins later, and operation flax was complete.
Golf this week has been interesting too.
The course is looking fab at the moment, with wild areas dotted around the fairways and stunning grasses adding colour and texture.
Not the place to put a ball though. It would definitely be eaten.
We had a very enjoyable match against Nefyn, with the team winning overall. My own match was close all the way through and ended in a draw, which felt like a fair result after a really good game.
A family of magpies added extra interest too, with three young chicks keeping busy around the course.
I always enjoy watching for wildlife while I’m playing. It’s one of those little extras that makes a round of golf even better.
The biggest ride of the week took us up to Llyn Brenig, a reservoir high on the Denbigh Moors.
It was a big climb, with over 4,000 feet of ascent, but with Liz for company we made it there in time for lunch.
It turned into a real wildlife day too, with sightings of a sparrowhawk and a red kite, plus a look at the osprey nest camera, where two young chicks are currently in residence.
The moorland was looking stunning, with purple heather scattered amongst the bracken and sheep quietly grazing nearby.
We had lunch overlooking the lake, with small boats bobbing in the breeze.
The ride back was a joy — downhill through stunning scenery, and a very welcome reward for all the uphill effort.
Green bins, fairways and big views — a full week in its own quiet way.
