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  • Low sunlight casts long shadows over ancient walled fields just west of St Just in West Penwith, Cornwall. Shower clouds form a dark background against the agricultural foreground of vivid green grass between higgledy piggledy drystone walled pasture.
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  • A flock of sheep all stare moonward as the sun sets, Rhoscefnhir, Anglesey<br />
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  • Amongst a nervous flock of sheep, one brave individual seemed happy to stare at me whilst I took pictures. These naturally anxious and flitty creatures sometimes create a hero.
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  • Under a blanket of  Welsh grey sky, five Welsh Blacks graze in a line of lush-green, whilst a small white Welsh cottage provides scale, contrast and control.
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  • Flock of sheep on Christmas Day huddling in winter sunshine at Rhoscolyn, Anglesey
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  • Rolling moorland slopes of Bwlch Mawr on the Llyn peninsula in North Wales
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  • It's only a short matter of time before these sheep will be standing in wet dark earth, scrabbling for nourishment in winter winds and gales, but for the moment at least, in the warmth of a late Autumn sun, with rich grass under hoof, a laziness pervades the air, a false solace before starkness takes over.
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  • Early summer on Anglesey. Lush green fields and early crops on the rolling farmland outside of Rhosneigr. The Welsh hills of Snowdonia can be seen in the far distance.
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  • The field looked bare, just stone and earth. One sheep limped along, trying to keep her front foot off the floor. The other sheep just seemed to munch lightly on nothing. Soft clouds rolled over the hilltops and only the sound of the sea broke the serenity of this desolate little location.
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  • Bright sunshine falls on ancient Cornish fields and cattle on the moorland that can be seen fron the hill of Chapel Carn Brea, in the parish of St Just - an Hercynian granite outcrop, owned by the National Trust.
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  • From my book Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)<br />
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This book is available for purchase here on www.glyndavies.com
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  • It is said that the distinctive breast-shaped hillside of Mynydd Carnguwch is sometimes aptly referred to as Bron y Ferch (The Girl’s Breast). It was over these hillsides, years ago, that men from the village would have had to walk for many miles to fetch supplies from the nearest towns, bringing everything back by hand.
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  • Years ago, the Iron Age settlers at nearby Tre’r Ceiri enclosed a hill top, using stone walls for their huts and livestock pens. Some 2,000 years later, farmers are still building walls across windswept, wild areas to retain their livestock. In so many ways we have advanced by leaps and bounds, but the basic requirements for farming and the rearing of domesticated animals persist regardless.
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  • Ploughed fields near Dwyran, West Anglesey, Wales, with huge cumulonimbus clouds and a half moon.
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  • Ostriches dotted the rolling landscape on the Garden Route in South Africa. The hills were massive, but the low swirling cloud made them appear even bigger. I kept pinching myself to keep things real as everything just seemed so ‘surreal’ – ostriches as numerous and widespread as sheep in Wales!<br />
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What I have noticed is that the heat haze, which was visible to the human eye, is particularly obvious when shooting on the 100-400mm Fuji on the XT2. The heat haze seems magnified creating a rather painterly effect when viewing the image in close up.
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  • I've always thought it funny that sheep are so nervous of humans, and yet are intensely curious about us too. Even when I talk calmly to a sheep as I walk past, they still don't get that I'm no threat :-)
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  • Two Welsh Blacks contrast sharply against the lush green of the Welsh hillside, whilst a huge white cow disguises itself as a large fluffy sheep to access their pasture :-)
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  • Just south of The Three Sisters volcanoes in Western Albuquerque, looking towards the huge Sandia Mountain range of New Mexico. There is so little water in this state, therefore agriculture and arable farming is near impossible, but grasslands seem to abound on the vast open plains. Rattlesnakes however, are quite common, and I was extremely cautious about wandering into these grasslands to find the best foreground for pictures!
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  • This is one of the main roads into Southern Namibia, shortly after leaving the border control on the Orange River. We had passed an isolated garage and a few kms later an agriculturally based township, but then we went around a bend of an escarpment and over a hill, and were faced with this arid but incredible desert landscape. We drove for over an hour on this harsh dirt track, without seeing another car. There were no towns, no hamlets, no roadside stores, not even telegraph or electricity lines. It was barren. No animals to be seen, no birds of any sort and no signs of snakes or scorpions or in fact anything. Stepping outside the car I entered an oven of heat, into the 40ºs and surprising silence. The landscape was vast and I don’t think I’ve ever experienced such a huge, empty, lonely space - but I loved it, I enjoyed the vulnerability it created and the recognition that I was really, truly alive - as little else at that moment at least, seemed to be. <br />
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I knew I was going to enjoy this country.
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  • This was our first sight of the dust roads of Namibia, shortly after the border control. There is a township just to the left of this image, and many of the inhabitants seem to be working in the agricultural industries based along the lush banks of the Orange River. After this sudden appearance of sand dunes pushing up mountain sides, the dust road disappeared into vast uninhabited volcanic plains, and we hardly saw a car or person throughout several hours of desert driving.
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