On a cold morning after Christmas I scraped the thick ice off my windscreen and headed out with my camera, the sky was blue and the air was still - a good day for photography. I had decided on Laugharne as we were just coming the end of Dylan's centenary year. The journey there gave me a foretaste of the hours to come, everywhere was white with frost and the fields between Carmarthen and St Clears were a delight - skeletal trees glistening white in the morning sun.

Clear skies and frosty scenes are all very well but that often comes with a low sun, it certainly did on this morning and as it was -4c outside my windscreen wash was frozen, luckily my side of the screen managed to wipe clear. Not so good though as I drove into Laugharne with parked cars on my left and the sun in my eyes, but I made it safely. Such a relief to arrive at the car park below the castle.