Sunday photoblogging: Pembrokeshire bull

by Chris Bertram on September 14, 2014

Most of the photos I’ve posted have been selected from a rather large back catalogue, but here’s one from less than 48 hours ago. A field in Pembrokeshire, a part of the world I’ve visited every year but one since 1994 and has something of the role for me that Wordsworth evokes in “Tintern Abbey”,

…oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din
Of towns and cities, I have owed to them,
In hours of weariness, sensations sweet,
Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart,
And passing even into my purer mind
With tranquil restoration…



Sasha Clarkson 09.14.14 at 3:37 pm

Nice pic Chris, and I’ve been spoiled by living in Pembrokeshire for 32 years. :) Where was it taken – I would guess perhaps Newgale area?

Here the sunset viewed from Freshwater West on 23rd August, looking towards Dale and Skokholm.


Chris Bertram 09.14.14 at 4:41 pm

You are very lucky Sasha! It is taken at Rhosson, between St David’s and St Justinian.


Sasha Clarkson 09.14.14 at 6:45 pm

Ah – so that’s Ramsey on the left; from a slightly different angle than I thought: and it makes more sense – I’d tried to work it out from guessing the position of the sunset just before the equinox, and inland from Newgale it should have been slightly more to the left! :)

North-west Pembs is beautiful – and somewhat less tamed than the Tenby-Saundersfoot area where I live.


Chris Bertram 09.14.14 at 7:16 pm

No I don’t think so Sasha. Ramsey is out of shot, just off to the left. What you see is a line of rocks.


Eszter 09.15.14 at 3:30 am

Oh, wow, a lovely shot!


Sasha Clarkson 09.15.14 at 7:39 am

Thanks Chris :)

So, apart from guessing the approximate area by a process of elimination, I was totally wrong, and guilty of trying to coerce the real landscape to fit my mental preconceptions. (There’s a lesson there somewhere.) Ramsey would, of course, appear to be much bigger.

I must check this out myself when I go to see the Peter Blake exhibition (of Dylan Thomas themed art) later this week.


Bloix 09.15.14 at 3:50 pm

I enjoy pictures where the subject of the picture is a small part of the image, and this is a beautiful example. It’s unusual in having what would normally be a horizon in a photo within the sky itself- it’s a picture of sky above, sky below, and just the earth at the bottom. I might have cropped it to put the power pole a little to the left of center – but perhaps you prefer the equal divide.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© 09.15.14 at 4:06 pm

Handome fellow!

Here are a buck and a doe on Cacapon Mountain.


Meredith 09.16.14 at 4:51 am

This could be western Kansas, or maybe eastern Colorado, the plains with a hint of the mountains to come. But I like the power pole as initial vertical focal point. (I have no idea how to articulate verbally things visual, btw.) Cattle back anticipates mountains, while remaining basically flat-backed like the horizon and clouds, while cattle feet are horizontal like the pole, but not so perfectly horizontal — cattle move, poles don’t ( short of earthquakes or hurricanes or the like). Then there are color questions, and that pesky SUN to the left….
Mountains to come to left, but also, off to right…. Much in motion despite all the stillness of the scene.
I’ll call them mountains. Hills?


Sasha Clarkson 09.18.14 at 11:26 am

“I’ll call them mountains. Hills”

That’s quite funny Meredith, because they’re actually rocks/small islands poking their heads out of what we call the sea, and you call the ocean! :)

I think the one on the left might be Llechau-isaf, and the one on the right Carreg Rhoson.

The islets are collectively known as the Bishops and Clerks because of the nearby cathedral of St Davids. St Davids is a very small town which has city status because of the cathedral.


Meredith 09.19.14 at 5:44 am

Sasha, thanks for helping me see better. Of course that sliver of brightness is water. How did I not see it properly, before?

The hill/mountains thing is a mainstay of western US (Rockies and such) v. eastern US (where the mountains, no matter how high and rugged, are just hills to those youngins out west), as you may know. Some of us in the eastern US transfer the game to GB, whose “hill country,” for instance, makes us guffaw. (Don’t want to mention the Scottish highlands tonight.) A silly game, when you consider the Alps or Mt. Olympus, say.

Comments on this entry are closed.