TRIGONOS - VISITOR REPORTS

ADRODDIADAU YMWELWYR TRIGONOS
(Ymddiheurwn nad yw'r adroddiadau hyn ar gael yn y Gymraeg.)

J. Ardian Lee, Tennessee, August / Awst 2005. (Milford SF Writers)

"Trigonos is a gorgeous facility. A Victorian mansion with garden and outbuildings. My room looks out over a babbling brook and is larger than the sort of room you'd find in a Holiday Inn. Mind-boggling luxury after the tiny rooms I've had since arriving in Scotland. The table on which I've set my computer has a pleasing view, and I can hear various birds outside.

Each day I'm more impressed with the beauty of this place. The surrounding town is rather ordinary, but the property here has a high slate wall around it and trees enough to give the impression of forest, and the back looks out over a lake, beyond which lies Snowdon peak. It feels almost as remote as the place in the hills I used to live in during high school, which actually was remote. A stream wends across the property, also defined by slate banks. Vines and flowers grow everywhere, and this time of year it seems everything is in bloom. I found a sundial made of pieces of slate on a lawn inside a wattle fence. There are blackberries and apples. I've stayed in hotels that cost many times what this is costing, that were not nearly as pleasing as this. I wish I could afford to come back for the workshop every year, just for hanging out purposes.

We gathered in the library every evening before dinner, and waited for the bell. It was a real bell. Some drank wine from a box, and we talked of writing, our work, and the cultural differences between Brits and Americans. Folks took walks in the gardens and along the lakeshore. Tuesday night a few of us sat out on a blanket to look at stars. There were some meteors and satellites, and a nearly full moon popped up over the mountains. At that moment I was listening to Clair's ipod, terribly spooky stuff from Iceland. Jaine tapped me on the back to look, and I turned to see the silvery disk rise over the dark shadow of mountain as the music swelled and sent a shiver down my back."

See J. Ardian Lee's website for full story (scroll down to Monday, August 15).
Gweler wefan J. Ardian Lee i ddarllen yr adroddiad cyfan (a sgroliwch i lawr i Awst 15).


Trigonos garden - courtesy J. Ardian Lee

Y Garn and the Nantlle Ridge - courtesy J. Ardian Lee

Stephen Moran, May / Mai 2005. (Snowdonia Writing Weekends)

"Trigonos.

Just back from a writers weekend there. A most remarkably beautiful place and a very, very pleasant vegetarian experience amid fields of sheep and sportive lambs. A Welsh heaven altogether. I could happily spend my whole life there, if only I had the wherewithal. Luckily it's not for sale, it's there for the poets and their gambolling lambs.


Picture courtesy Stephen Moran

I wish I could show you more of the pictures I took, but I'm a little baaaashful. It was the first writers' weekend organised by a certain group of poets who live around the Nantlle Valley. We were fed vegetarian fare throughout and fancy teas and all that, very nice sweets too. The location is a Welsh Garden of Eden, in short, beside a lake, with the clouds putting on a show over the surrounding mountains every morning and Snowdon appearing at the end of the valley sometimes."

See Stephen Moran's blog for full story.
Gweler blog Stephen Moran am y hanes cyfan.

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