23.6.15 – 30 days wild #23

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A face by any other name

 

Gwên i godi calon

Sometimes, just seeing a smile can make your day feel very different; even if it’s from an unexpected source.

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22.6.15 – 30 days wild #22

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Technology – take it or leaf it

 

(English Follows)

Cyfle i fentro i fyd y dail. Yn lle brwydro yn erbyn technoleg, mi benderfynais gweld pa mor ddefnyddiol y gall defnydd o dechnoleg fod wrth geisio ddyfalu mathau amrywiol o goed. Prawf 1 oedd edrych ar goeden yn agos i’r fflat. Tynnu llun ar gyfer ap ‘Leafsnap UK’ (dwi’n siwr bod aps eraill ar gael) ac yna gweld y canlyniadau. 25 awgrym posib – ac yn eu plith y Gerddinen Wen. Mi roedd hyn yn creu rheswm i ddathlu – ac i boeni. Yn gynta’, dathliad pwer a phosibiliadau sy’n glwm wrth y wê. Yn ail, poeni wrth ystyried y tyfiant mawr sy’n disgwyl ein Gerddinen ni gartre. Jac a’r goeden gerddinen amdani!

Time to explore some leaves. Instead of battling technology, I decided to see how useful technology can be in trying to identify unknown trees. First test was to try and identify a tree near the flat. Taking a picture for the ‘Leaf Snap UK’ app was painless (I’m sure there are other tree identification apps available), and then all I had to do was assess the results. 25 possible tree suggestions were offered with clear images – and amongst them was the Whitebeam. (I hope this is a Whitebeam!). This was a cause for celebration and fear. Celebration regarding the potential of technology to help us understand our world. Fear because our little whitebeam sapling at home will one day be this big. Jack and the beanstalk it is then.

 

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Cerddinen Wen Whitebeam Sorbus Aria

21.6.15 – 30 days wild #21

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Solstice Heuldro’r Haf

 

Mae’n briodol iawn fy mod yn dechrau cyfnod o waith yn y Gogledd ar ddiwrnod heuldro’r haf. Mae pethau arwyddocaol yn digwydd ar ddiwrnodau arwyddocaol.

Mi roedd heddi’n gyfle i gynnau tân i groesawu’r diwrnod newydd. Na, nes i ddim codi am 5 o’r gloch, ond mi fues ar ddihun tan 1 o’r gloch y bore! Mae rhywbeth hynod o gyntefig a hynod o blerserus mewn cynnau tân. Rhowch i mi goed i’w dorri, a thân i’w gynnu, ac mae popeth yn y byd yn syrthio i’w le.

Wrth i’r haul fachlud heno, mi fyddai’n edrych ar yr olygfa sy’n newydd i fi. Yr olygfa ar draws y Fenai fydd yn gartre am 3 mis a hanner.

It’s somehow very fitting that I travel to start a new job in N Wales on the summer solstice. Significant events happen on significant days.

Today was an opportunity to light a fire to greet the longest day. No, I didn’t get up at 5 o’clock, but I followed Mr Tic Toc instead of Mr Rays and had an outside fire burning until 1 o’clock this morning. Isn’t that primitive man at his very best? Give me some wood to chop and a fire and everything else pales palpably into insignificance.

Tonight, as the sun sets, I’ll be contemplating the new view from the window of the flat that will be my home for the next 3 and a half months. The Menai Straits is a fitting view to celebrate a significant day.

20.6.15 – 30 days wild #20

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Migrants

 

Dwy rhan o dair drwy’r 30 diwrnod ac mae rhaid cydnabod pa mor anhygoel o eang ac eto pa mor gil mae pethau wedi bod hyd yn hyd. Nid yn fwriadol, dwi’n adrodd cydnabyddiaeth haenen cul o’r ystod anhygoel o bosibiliadau mae byd natur yn cynnig i ni.

Nid yw heddi’n eithriad!

Mae rhaid i fi ddychwelyd i fyd yr adar am adroddiad rhif 20. Dim esgusodion. Dim ond rhyfeddod.

Mae banc o nythynod gwenoliad y glennydd ym Mhorth Tywyn. Wrth wylio’r adar yn mwynhau’r olygfa ‘balcony coastline setting’ daeth cysylltiad a pharch at eu gilydd. Nid adar yn unig sy’n trafferthu chwilio am arfordir a chynefin newydd. Dwi’n gwerthfawrogi camp y gwenoliaid. Mae angen yr un fath o werthfawrogiad i ymdrechion eneidiau dynol sy’n gweld yr un anghenrhaid.

Being two thirds of the way through the 30 days, I have to admit the failure of my limited and primitive attempts at exploring the vast array of nature’s offerings. My diary entries have been limited to a comparatively narrow range of nature’s unexplored treasures. I’m obviously going to need more than 30 days!

Without apology, today’s entry brings me back to the world of birds. No excuses. Just complete bewilderment!

On the coastline near where I live, there’s a bank of sand martins. This morning I watched them all indulging in the full board luxury of their balcony coastline setting. I can’t blame them. It’s quite a view. How can I marvel at these immigrants without thinking about the human immigration trends and the people that care about them? My walk was full of admiration for all birds. My walk was full of connections for any refugees seeking an alternative. My walk was only full of optimism because some people do care and actually do something about it.

19.6.15 – 30 days wild #19

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Sounds of silence

 

(English Follows)

Tawelwch oedd y nôd ar gyfer heddi’. Eistedd tu allan a gwrando. Dim teclyn yn fy nghlustiau. Mi roedd y mwyafrif o’r synnau yn rhai naturiol. Y Môr, yr adar, y gwynt, plant yn chwarae. Am unwaith, dim traffig. Am unwaith, dim awyrennau. Am unwaith, dim ceir rasio o ganolfan Penbre.

Y lle mwya’ tawel ar y blaned yw’r siambr yn Labordy Orfield in Minneapolis. 45 munud yw’r mwya i unrhyw unigolyn ddiodde’r tawelwch.

Mae’n debyg bod gwahaniaeth rhwng tawelwch naturiol a thawelwch llethol felly.

Today’s wild act was to sit in silence. No earphones. Luckily for me, the majority of sounds were natural. The Sea, birds, the wind and children playing. For once, no traffic. For once, no aeroplanes. For once, no racing cars from the nearby track. How powerful silence can be.

According to Guinness World Records, the quietest place on the planet is an anechoic (or echo-free) chamber at Orfield Laboratories in Minneapolis. The longest that anyone has ever lasted in the chamber is just 45 minutes. It is 99.99 per cent sound absorbent, but it can cause you to hallucinate.

http://metro.co.uk/2014/07/04/the-elusive-sound-of-silence-millions-of-us-know-nothing-but-noise-4783245/#ixzz3dXMjOEzg

Perhaps, pure silence isn’t what we want – or need. But the chance to sit and listen to what we define as silence in the natural world is a vey different matter.

18.6.15 – 30 days wild #15

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Mae’n galed i wbod beth i neud ar gyfer y dyddiadur gwyllt wrth wynebu 8 awr o ddrifo i’r gogledd ac yn ôl. Yna, mi ddaeth yr ateb yn syml. Cymryd 9.5 awr ar gyfer y daith – a mwynhau’r golygfeydd godidog. Yn lle diawlio’r goleuadau traffic, mi ddaeth cynnig i werthfawrogi’r Pabi Cymreig yn Nhalybont. Cyfle i werthfawrogi ac i wenu. Am flodyn anhygoel.

Ar y ffordd nôl, cyfle i werthfawrogi un o’n hoff olygfeydd yng Nghymru. Talyllyn a phwlpud y Diafol. Dal i gwesitynu os yw’r diafol yn fy ngwahodd i’r gogledd neu yn ôl i’r de!

Difficult to resolve the problem of finding something Wild for Day 18 when Day 18 requires an 8 hour drive to N. Wales and back. Then I realised the obvious answer. Take 9.5 hours and enjoy the incredible views. I even stopped the car to get out to stretch my legs and smell the air. How crazy was that?!

Instead of cursing the traffic lights in Talybont, I saw the wonderful Welsh Poppy (Meconopsis Cambrica). I reacted with a smile normally triggered by particular songs on the radio or bluetooth.

On the way back, I had a chance for a quick walk near one of my favourite places in Wales. Talyllyn pass and the devil’s pulpit. As I continued with my journey, I pondered if the devil was welcoming me to N. Wales or sending me home. He succeeded with both today.

 

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17.6.15 – 30 days wild #17

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2 bees for knot 2 bees

 

Gwenyn. Pethau anhygoel.

Mi fues i’n cadw Gwenyn am 8 mlynedd.

Apis Mellifora. Apis = Gwenyn. Mellifora = Casglwr mêl. Ond mae hynny’n anghywir. Nid casglu mêl mae’r gwenyn nag e fe?

Ac ar ben hynny, nid apis mellifora yw’r gwenynen mwya arbennig:

http://www.bbc.com/earth/story/20150615-the-truth-about-bees?ocid=twert

Mi ffindiodd Heini’r nyth yn y llun. Gwenynen sy’n torri dail? Gwenynen sydd ddim yn byw mewn haid. Ai’r wenynen sydd wedi rhoi’r syniad i rhywun i greu sigar ac wedyn i Bizet i osod opera mewn ffatri sigars?

Gwenyn. Pethau anhygoel.

Bees. Incredible little creatures.

I kept honey bees for 8 years. Until I developed an adverse reaction to the sting. I miss them. They taught me a lot.

Apis Mellifora. Apis = Bee. Mellifora = honey gatherer. But that’s a bit of a misnomer. Bees don’t gather honey do they?

And on top of this, are we too pre-occupied with the beauty of the honey bee because of our affinity for honey?

http://www.bbc.com/earth/story/20150615-the-truth-about-bees?ocid=twert

Heini found this nest in the picture. I think it’s the solitary leaf cutter bee. It’s an amazing piece of engineering. Is this what gave humans the idea to roll tobacco in leaves? Without that invention, Bizet would never had written an opera set in a cigar factory.

Bees. Incredible little creatures.