Across the glittering sands of time

Glastraeth, Gwynedd A trek across the salt marsh in the footsteps of long-dead heretics questions the very nature of the individualAmong the glittering spillways, a vastness of light and water, the self is overwhelmed by the immensity of mountains and sea, and the intimacy of samphire lawns, sea aster flowers and creeks. We wander into the salt marsh with sheep, a drift of Canada geese, an egret sharpening its idea of the strike, a group of Romany foragers, a raven and a story.When the monastery