I'm never lonely,
There's plenty pass on bikes
Or Shanks's pony.
The drought has seen the River Afan wane
Shrinking underneath the steelworks' cranes.
This morning I was on a bit of a time budget, scheduled as I was to look after my 3 year old granddaughter from 12. So I started off making a quick ink sketch of the River Afan. Actually I did wonder if it would be quite a bit lower, bearing in mind that it's weeks since we saw a significant amount of rain. After that though I drove up the Afan Valley to the Afan Argoed Country Park. It's a bit of a mecca for mountain bikers. I'm not, but I don't mind a nice hike, and the walk along where the old railway line up to Cymmer used to be is particularly nice.
I still made it back in time for Mimi, and we had a lovely time painting together, thanks for asking.
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