It is June 1st, and summer has almost arrived.
Here in Snowdonia, whatever the weather the annual duck race is alive and well!
The web of water that sustains this beautiful land creates the perfect network of brook and bridge for the villages to empty their cascades of yellow ducks in an annual charity race.
The frozen smiles on the plastic ducks remain resolute as they wind their way down the icy streams to the delighted shrieks of the children, and an occasional smile from an adult trying to stay upright on the moss-grown boulders designed to upend even the deepest wellie tread.
1000 toy ducks are not sufficient, so local rumour has it! The races take place throughout the villages and are all for a good cause. Often to raise essential funds for the local Ganolfan or village hall. These facilities are vital for old and young alike, for even in our age of shared technology, some of these villages are remote, and gathering together in real-life shared activities, and warmth, are as important as they were to our ancestors.
So as June rolls in, I hope you enjoy this funny spectacle as much as I and the bemused local lambs.
Happy June, and thank you for popping in!