An early morning stumble through the Mynydd Illtud common. This is the result, and I'm sure you'll agree it's lovely. The Brecon Beacons National Park Authority agreed, sharing this on Facebook.
“Like a red morn that ever yet betokened, Wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field, Sorrow to the shepherds, woe unto the birds, Gusts and foul flaws to herdmen and to herds” (thus spake The Bard in Venus and Adonis).
Hmmm. Red sky in morning, shepherds warning. Shakespeare's got a meteorological opinion in common with old wives, it seems. Let's hope he and they were all wrong...
I care to think that this morning's dawn delighted more than forebode.