On the trail of stars up the Folly
Late on Sunday evening, I was standing near the Folly in Pontypool staring up into the heavens. There was a gentle wind caressing my cheek - my face and fingers were just about the only parts of my body not wrapped in fleece or neoprene, as being up there in the dark can be very cold at the best of times. It was very quiet. The hustle and bustle of the day had ended. I could hear a distant police siren and the hum of traffic on the A4042 in Manhilad, far below me, up there on the hill, it was peaceful. Occasionally, I would hear the bleat of a lamb calling to its mother and the hoot of a Tawny Owl; it made it all so atmospheric. I love the darkness and the freshness of the night air. It's both thrilling and calming at the same time. Whilst most people were getting ready for bed, I was instead thinking about the photograph I wanted to take. I was planning to do something new. This year, I have really got bitten by the Astrophotography bug and want to experiment more so I can learn...
