We dance round in a ring and suppose,
But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.
'The Secret Sits' by Robert Frost
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The turning year in the Preseli Hills
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- Nos Calan Mai
- Icumen in
- A lost dwelling
- Mae'n bwrw glaw
- Ancient stones, new flowers
- Tiny flowers
- Cloudy evening, hidden moon
- The sea, and Carreg Coetan Arthur
- Stones, and the sunset this evening
- The sunrise this morning
- Out walking earlier
- Head in the clouds
- Today it rained .....
- In the kitchen garden
- Pentre Ifan
- Sunset and moonrise
- Snow in April
- Up amongst the hills in the early evening
- Celandine time
- Visiting Gors Fawr circle today
- Flowers
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