“Out of a deep cut, opened in a biography, a new being comes into the world,” writes French philosopher, Catherine … More

Today I climbed Y Consti. The fog was thick. The path completely still. There was a biting silence as I … More

It’s spring in Wales, though for this Vermonter, I wouldn’t call the last few months “winter.” I mean, okay, it … More

You can walk to Borth from Aberystwyth, although Beesly and I have not yet attempted it. Perhaps when it’s a … More

I’ve always walked to get thoughts worked out in my mind. Sometimes I like to talk out loud to myself. … More

My Welsh buddy and I went to the car park–or mud pit with ditches and remnants of stone walls– so … More

I used to suffer from pretty bad anxiety. My late husband, Jay, suffered from depression. He always told me that … More

Some key people in my life here in Wales live in towns along one road that leads from Aberystwyth to … More