I’m based in Pembrokeshire … which still surprises me sometimes when I say it out loud. And when the timing works I get into the sea. Cold water. Clear head. It helps.
Most of my attention right now is split between family and a project that’s properly caught me.
Isaac is working through his GCSE choices… one of those parenting moments where you realise how fast things move. Life feels full… in the good ways and the hard ways at the same time.
The big project… the one I keep coming back to at odd hours… is Arbor.
I’ve been building a small team of AI assistants to help manage my thinking, my journal, and this garden. It sounds more sci-fi than it is. Really it’s just a more intentional way of working with tools that already exist… but the process of building it has been as interesting as what it produces.
It’s working. I’m pleased with it.
This garden is part of that.
I’m in the early stages of publishing here… slowly populating The Garden, The Orchard, and The Trail with things worth writing down. Personal essays. Reflections. Questions I haven’t resolved. It’s not a blog in the old sense… more a place where things can sit and develop.
I also spend time in youth and community ministry, which shapes a lot of how I see everything else.
At the moment I’m reading Hebrews… slowly… sitting with what it says about faith and endurance. There are some harder questions underneath that… around illness, provision, and what it looks like when God’s faithfulness doesn’t look how you expected. I’m not trying to answer them quickly.
On the side… Python, generative art, data science in fits and starts… and a long-standing intention to learn Welsh that hasn’t quite started yet.
Last updated April 2026.