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  • Gentle lenticular clouds slowly moved across a clear blue sky above the hazy mountains of Snowdonia. These mountains can look so vast and magnificent in dramatic weather, but in these conditions they seemed no more than small blue dunes, dwarfed by the void above.
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  • Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards<br />
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Full of cold, I nevertheless found myself on the summit of Carnedd Llewelyn in the heart of Snowdonia. The sun was out and burned warm on my face. There was hardly a puff of wind to blow the few soft pillow-like clouds in the blue sky above. <br />
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It was peaceful and quiet, save for the sound of my boots crunching into the thick snowdrifts that dotted the mountain tops.
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  • Flock of Oystercatchers flying against blue sky  and fluffy cumulus clouds
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  • A hang glider flies past overhead, below vapour trails across a blue sky. A white chimney, characteristic of this part of the Algarve points skywards.
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  • As the clouds played in the sky, patches of sunlight scuttled across the windblown landscape, but the summit of Yr Eifl remained dark and cold-looking throughout.
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  • Nothing like the forecast, which was for heavy cloud & the chance of a shower. When I arrived at Gallows Point Beaumaris was shining in the early morning sunshine and there was a wonderful calm throughout the view. The air was a chilly 7.8º but where the sun fell upon your skin there was a luxurious warm feeling ... until you step into the sea which felt decidedly chilly at 11.3º. <br />
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I towed my pro camera gear behind me but the light clouds that had been forming some wonderful shapes in the sky, cleared rapidly leaving mostly a rich blue universe above. Absolutely gorgeous to swim under but not quite the photo opportunity I'd hoped for. Nevertheless, I took a couple of simple non-art images, of which this is one, just to show the tranquil beauty of it all, so I hope you enjoy it anyway.
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  • Nothing like the forecast, which was for heavy cloud & the chance of a shower. When I arrived at Gallows Point Beaumaris was shining in the early morning sunshine and there was a wonderful calm throughout the view. The air was a chilly 7.8º but where the sun fell upon your skin there was a luxurious warm feeling ... until you step into the sea which felt decidedly chilly at 11.3º. <br />
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I towed my pro camera gear behind me but the light clouds that had been forming some wonderful shapes in the sky, cleared rapidly leaving mostly a rich blue universe above. Absolutely gorgeous to swim under but not quite the photo opportunity I'd hoped for. Nevertheless, I took a couple of simple non-art images, of which this is one, just to show the tranquil beauty of it all, so I hope you enjoy it anyway.
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  • I am really enjoying my gentle excursion into minimal landscapes, an approach I used many years ago in art school. This time I feel I am seeing far more though, in these vast tracts of sand and sky and sea. I seem more acutely aware of the myriad of intrinsic details that make up the surfaces. Maybe it’s because my long distance isn’t what it was, and the foreground details seem even more relevant than before :-)<br />
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I am seeing escape. Days like this on an empty, wild windswept bay are precious to me. I can sense society not far away, the noise of traffic and the chatter and incessant debates between increasingly indifferent people, but I’m grounded here. I feel security in the earth and in the elements that have preceded us all and that forever will outlast us all.
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  • Sunset and blue skies over small rugged lava rock islands, surrounded by soft yellow sand, off the main island of Anglesey, North Wales.
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  • Even though a town sits in the distance, the freshness and joyous escape of being on this expansive beach was incredibly up-lifting. The crystal blue skies, the sunshine bouncing off the sparking sand pool, the triangle of deep ripples and the curve of the stream - they all came together to create a perfect moment, a great escape.
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  • Blue Moons, Harvest Moons, Cherry Moons, Supermoons ZZZZZZZ ……….It’s the same moon, miraculous, magnificent and enchanting and this time without one vapour trail spoiling the pure air between us, such natural skies this day.
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  • No idea why the reservoirs were so green up here in the mountains, but they certainly created an incredible compliment to the clear blue skies and hot arid earth.
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  • Dramatic large cumulonimbus clouds increased over lush rolling hillsides and farmland, whilst the ancient stepping stones navigate the walker across the wide gap of the Afon Braint River near Newborough on West Anglesey. The hills of Snowdonia can just be seen in the distance, <br />
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Sneezing, coughing and nose blowing, I left the van and with eyes as blurred as looking through milk bottle bases I arrived at these ancient stepping stones. I had enough sense to plan for the tide this time as I wanted to see the stones surrounded by high water unlike my previous shot "Out of Sadness Came Forth Joy". A VERY different story today, and although I was feeling below par, the light was absolutely beautiful, sharp, crisp and intense. The skies were dramatic and the clouds voluptuous and swelling. I took great delight in jumping the stones across the deep blue water, just for the sheer hell of it. The surrounding water was incredibly calm and reflective with just the smallest signs that actually the tide was flooding
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  • In the summer the hillsides were transformed from dull, earthy, bracken-covered slopes into lush, green carpets of grass and ferns. The shallow waters immediately off the shore reflect vivid turquoise, green and blue light- waves from the clear sunlight, creating an incredibly welcoming picture of this normally imposing coastline. After taking this shot, I went for a refreshing swim in the crystal-clear waters, and if had not been for the slightly cool sea temperature, I could have been abroad!.
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  • SNIP from BLOG: "The sun briefly popped out splattering fire everywhere, and then turned to a hot red glow on the horizon, quenched after 15 minutes by a cold blue sea. Banks of clouds reared overhead and all light intensity disappeared. I walked at a fast pace back along the beach, much closer to the sand dunes this time, as the advancing tide had drowned the sand bars.".
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  • This amazing beach stretches for 18kms along the coastal edge of Walker Bay Nature Reserve. <br />
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The sands are beautifully white and here you can see the characteristic morning fog slowly burning away to the left. <br />
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The scene is idyllic and the water looks incredible, crystal clear azure seas, but heck the water was cold in January when it was at 15º. Most people were paddling only and I managed just fifteen bracing minutes before coming out needing a hot coffee! Yet the air temperature was already in the high thirties and the sand baking hot. I even managed to burn myself trying to warm up.
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  • At high tide the calmer seas at East Anglesey, rise above the grassland forming marshy land. This is a huge bay with several beaches, but this section is accessed through Pentraeth village, looking towards Liverpool Bay to the North.
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  • Mirror-like reflections of the blue sky and clouds across the Menai Strait towards Foel on Anglesey from Caernarfon on the North coast of mainland Wales.
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  • A clear blue sky morning gave itself up to banks of cloud rapidly scudding across the mountain tops of Eryri, thankfully backlit by the warmest coloured sunshine you could imagine, a contrast to the cold wind and sea.
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  • At low tide in the Afon Braint Estuary, Anglesey North Wales at sunset. Millions of tiny shells and Ragworm casts are revealed on the vast expanse of sand and silt. Oystercatchers, Curlews and numerous other waders feed on this vast expanse of rich estuary. Shallow rivers and streams of warm water continue to flow down to the low tide mark even as the tide starts to rise once again.
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  • Crib Goch (Red comb) under a blue sky.  This is the most precipitous and narrow ridge walk on Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) - 1,085 m (3,560 ft), the highest mountain in Wales, and Snowdon is the highest point in the British Isles outside Scotland. With a café at it's summit, it's also the highest café in the UK. A railway takes some visitors to the summit.
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  • Banks of cloud roll in from the Irish Sea and curl over the top of the Nantlle Ridge in Snowdonia, North Wales, before evaporating again over the Nantlle valley at Drws y Coed. Taken from the a precipitous crag of Craig y Bera on the adjacent mountain of Mynydd Mawr.
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  • Banks of cloud roll in from the Irish Sea and curl over the top of the Nantlle Ridge in Snowdonia, North Wales before evaporating again over the valley. Taken from the adjacent mountain, Mynydd Mawr.
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  • Banks of cloud roll in from the Irish Sea and curl over the top of the Nantlle Ridge in Snowdonia, North Wales before evaporating again over the valley. Taken from the adjacent mountain, Mynydd Mawr.
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  • Between mountain ranges high above the South Africa coast en route to Mossel Bay
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  • When I came out of the Strait this morning, 8º seawater dripping off my skin, for the first time this year the sun felt warm. I stood motionless on the limestone pebbles, in breezeless air, letting the sunlight gently warm my body. It was one of those moments when you just want to spend the rest of the day in the same location, but the gallery was calling and I sadly had to leave this perfection.
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  • There was a sense of waiting in Cornwall, of anticipation, of hope. We found it surprisngly quiet for a lovely sunny day in June, that there were so few people around. The cafes were busy enough but the shops though open for business, were near deserted. Even the beaches were relatively empty. The difference between post-lockdown 20 and post-lockdown 21 is quite marked. It's been a long haul and the excitement after lockdown 1 seemed no longer felt.
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  • Nominee in 14th (2021) International Colour Awards (Fine Art category)<br />
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After miles of dirt-road driving through vast empty desert landscape, it was quite a shock to see anything man-made other than the road itself, let alone signs that indicated that civilisation actually existed somewhere amongst this isolation. It was a blast of ‘normality’ and ‘order’ yet seemed utterly incongruous to our surroundings. I loved the surreality of it all.
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  • Mainland North Wales and the tip of the Llyn Peninsula as seen from the steep Southern side of the island pilgrimage of Ynys Enlli (Bardsey Island), the legendary "Island of 20,000 saints" which lies 1.9 miles off the LlÅ·n Peninsula in the Welsh county of Gwynedd. Bardsey's been a place of pilgrimage since the early Christianity, but there are signs of settlements from earlier periods. It became a focus for the Celtic Christian Church, attracting devout monks, and it is believed that St Cadfan began building a monastery on the island in the sixth century.
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  • On the mountain plains high above the South Africa coast en route to Mossel Bay
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  • An HM Custom vessel puts out to sea early one winter's morning on the Menai Strait. In the foreground lie the remnants of the old lifeboat house slipway.
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  • Dramatic large cumulonimbus clouds increased over lush rolling hillsides and farmland, whilst the ancient stepping stones navigate the walker across the wide gap of the Afon Braint River near Newborough on West Anglesey. The hills of Snowdonia can just be seen in the distance,
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  • Lockdown Day 6 <br />
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A different part of the garden today and a different emotional attitude from me. Today I’m more resigned to things taking their own time. Yes we have to push to get things in progress but after that momentum has to continue with others.<br />
In this part of the garden a tree has been growing for ages and plants come and go within weeks and months, but they all aim upwards, they all want to live. We place walls and barriers around them but still they want to live and they do, unless cut down by others. Amongst what man has created, nature’s beauty always excels and will always excel behind our own existence. I don’t want to die, but I’d die happier knowing the planet was improving not getting worse.
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  • Under intense sunshine, surrounded by arid plains and distant mountains, we blasted along deserted dust roads in this vast empty space. It was quite a surprise on reaching the brow of an infinite hill, to suddenly see isolated trees dotted around. They were more like surreal incongruous sculptures than any object of normality. <br />
This is what we found about Namibia, that the landscapes although huge, do vary. It almost imperceptible at first but you come to realise that you are indeed no longer in the same place you were!
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  • It was somewhat unnerving being isolated amongst the burning and sharp white sands of the dunes beside the Skeleton Coast. In the foreground you can see Jackal footprints but our guide, who remained in the van, says that he’s wild camped out here and one morning he opened the zip to his tent, to see a huge dark and menacing looking Hyena in the fog just beyond him.<br />
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In the silence I thought I’d be able to hear any approaching beast of the dunes but then I noticed my own footsteps were silent, so theirs definitely would be. I also noticed deeper, heavier set footprints across one of the dunes and I started to imagine that at any moment I’d go over a small hillock and see the beast staring up at me from the dip below. <br />
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As it happened I never saw any wild canines, but instead thoroughly enjoyed the surreal sense of being lost in the inhospitable white terrain all about me.
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  • The story goes that someone tried to drive his 4x4 across this vast lake bed, and was never seen again’ <br />
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A hundred million years ago this huge basin in the Etosha National Park was a lake, fed by the Kunene River in Angola, but 16,000 years ago, due to tectonic plate movement the river was diverted West to the Atlantic and gradually the lake dried up leaving this vast lake bed. At 4800 km² this saltpan, the largest in Africa, can be seen from space.<br />
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I’d wanted to see this surreal landscape for a long time, and surprising though it may seem to others, this appealed to me even more than seeing the wildlife in the park! There is this deep need within me to experience vast empty spaces; it’s all part of that humbling vulnerability that I seek. I wanted to feel minute, isolated and insignificant in every possible term. It was difficult of course with anyone else around but fortunately I had a sense of it with just Jani and her two cousins around. We drove out onto the lake (on an ‘official’ stick marked track) and stepped into the baking heat. There was simply nothing ahead of us, almost 50kms to the far side and almost 60 kms to the left and right – it was vast indeed.<br />
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The earth was soft and crumbly rather than rock hard. I can imagine in rain it would get very soft indeed. I’ve read that in prolonged heavy rain the whole lake bed floods up to 10cm deep creating an incredible mirror –like surface which attracts thousands of migrating flamingos.
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  • Nominee in 14th (2021) International Colour Awards (Fine Art category)<br />
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After miles of dirt-road driving through vast empty desert landscape, it was quite a shock to see anything man-made other than the road itself, let alone signs that indicated that civilisation actually existed somewhere amongst this isolation. It was a blast of ‘normality’ and ‘order’ yet seemed utterly incongruous to our surroundings. I loved the surreality of it all.
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  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's highest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank.  <br />
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Tryfan & the Glyderau are the high peaks in the background and Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) fill the foreground above the fog
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  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in Snowdonia, North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's highest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank. This ridge of Mynydd Mawr is at cloud level, just before breaking into bright sunshine, the cloud below dark and ominous.
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  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's hughest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank. Here we see the first peaks of the Nantlle Ridge, a hill walker's paradise, with Moel Hebog just making an appearance in the far distance.
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  • These two huge obelisks, the Coal Rock Beacons, locally known as the Two White Ladies are 45ft tall stone navigation marks set on the hillside at Carmel Head, North Anglesey. They were erected by the Mersey Docks & Harbour Board as an aid to shipping navigating to Liverpool docks. <br />
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These days in the age of electronic & satellite navigation they are far less relevant, but walking past them, isolated on these near deserted cliffs, they are surreal and imposing and reminiscent of scenes form the film 2001 - A Space Odyssey!
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  • Vast harvested fields on the Western Cape, South Africa. I was surprised, being my first visit to Africa, just how lush and productive the land is in this region.
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  • The pointed peak of Pen yr Ole Wen, the first peak of the Carneddau range in Snowdonia, in evening sunlight, reflected in a slow moving, dark, river pool, flowing out of Cwm Idwal hanging valley down to the Ogwen Falls and the Nant Ffrancon pass .
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  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's hughest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank.
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  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's hughest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank.
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  • Huge volcanic crater landscapes below the summt of Teneriffe's highest mountain, Mount Teidi. Scant plant life exists at this height which appears more like an arid desert landscape. The air is thinner here and is quite noticeable near the summit.
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  • Beautiful old buildings in the unspoilt old town of Ciutadella (once the capital town) of the Balearic island of Menorca. Narrow streets, tall buildings, small windows and many shutters are characteristic features of these streets.
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  • Beautiful old buildings in the unspoilt old town of Ciutadella (once the capital town) of the Balearic island of Menorca. Narrow streets, tall buildings, small windows and many shutters are characteristic features of these streets.
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  • Covered Neolithic burial chamber of Barclodiad y Gawres forming one side of Porth Trecastell cove, West Anglesey, North Wales. Sea Pink (Thrift) grows in the foreground.
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  • This beach doesn't change profile that often, but when it does, it seems quite significant, leaving large pools & lagoons, with fish-like undulations of sand ripples. As we move towards summer, it was so uplifting to see change on its way.
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  • The Atlantic ocean waves push up the black lava shingle towards the volcanic crater lake in an exploded caldera, El Golfo, West Lanzarote coast. The lake is coloured green by Olivine.
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  • Absolutely beautiful conditions last night on the West coast of Anglesey where I did a long beach walk.  The weather over Menai was thunder and rain, but this was just at the edge of the weather front where low evening sunlight bathed the beach. On the outgoing tide the most perfect tiny waves pulsed towards the sand banks, backlit by the sunlight. It was like viewing a gigantic ripple tank experiment. The sun didn’t remain intense for long and turned to one of those hazy evening where sun disappeared behind a huge cloud bank, but it remained serene anyway and held a beauty of its own.
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  • On the mountain plains high above the South Africa coast en route to Mossel Bay
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  • This large reef formed the base of huge sand-dune headlands at East Cinsta in the Eastern Cape of South Africa. I’m no geologist sadly, but the reef appeared to be a mix of sandstone and other sedimentary rocks. I cannot work out how these amazing and quite surreal rock baths were formed. At low tide these 2-5ft raised ‘baths’ were revealed. I’m guessing the sides are a harder rock than the surrounding material, but I can’t work out how the erosion took place to leave the pools. on other stretches of the reef, dark nodules of rock (from 2-7”) appeared as if loose stones scattered on the surface, but in fact were solidly attached to the reef itself.<br />
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I do wish I’d studied geology a lot further than A-level geography!
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  • Exposed to the force of the Atlantic Ocean, baked in searing summer heat, blasted by gale force winds, it surprising that anything survives on these shores but with Table Mountain as a backdrop, small succulent plants cling to life amongst the dead Kelp and delicate grasses on this vast white sand beach.
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  • Under intense sunshine, surrounded by arid plains and distant mountains, we blasted along deserted dust roads in this vast empty space. It was quite a surprise on reaching the brow of an infinite hill, to suddenly see isolated trees dotted around. They were more like surreal incongruous sculptures than any object of normality. <br />
This is what we found about Namibia, that the landscapes although huge, do vary. It almost imperceptible at first but you come to realise that you are indeed no longer in the same place you were!
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  • Utterly calm conditions over the Menai Strait, near Beaumaris on a warm Spring morning. The only obvious movement was the flight of waders and seagulls as they swooped over the mirror like surface of the sea. Indeed there was near silence apart from their calls to each other. The enormous limestone headland of the Great Orme almost looked like an island as soft mist obscured the low strip of land that connects it to mainland Wales. <br />
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This was one of those mornings that fills me with positivity, physical warmth and hope for more glorious days in the summer ahead.
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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 Sprig air was warm and a Westerly breeze blew in from the Irish Sea into this small lush valley. The reeds and grasses swayed heavily towards me creating a whispering sound over the gurgle of the brook beneath.
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  • No matter when I go to St Ives, at some point the sun always seems to shine. An incredible, magical, history-rich town that for me at least is at it’s best outside of the holiday season
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  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's highest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank but here in the transition zone on Mynydd Mawr the fog created eerie views above steep and craggy mountain cliffs.
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  • Huge volcanic crater landscapes below the summt of Teneriffe's highest mountain, Mount Teidi. Scant plant life exists at this height which appears more like an arid desert landscape. The air is thinner here and is quite noticeable near the summit.
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  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's highest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank.  <br />
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Nantlle Ridge peaking above a vast sea of fog in brillian sunshine. Below. it seemed like an awful dull wet day.
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  • There was a draw, I wanted to just leap into the light, to soar like a raven into the void - I wanted the light, I needed the light and the cool vapours swirled around me as the sun tried to warm my face. <br />
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It was caused by a phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's highest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank.
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  • This was one of those beautiful mornings with clear, low light and stunning saturation of colour. I had walked with my friend (and book producer), Jonathan, up to the top levels on the Trefor side of the valley to get a view back down at Y Nant. The sea appeared crystal clear and almost tropical in colour whilst the sunshine just ‘clipped’ over the steep quarried hillside to differentiate the levels. With the village nestling in centre frame, this image, along with its sister image, ‘A Different Level of Amazement’, used on Carl Clowes’ guide book cover, epitomises the full layout and topography of the place, showing it in all its glory – however, for most of my visits,the weather and atmosphere were altogether moodier, and in a way more dramatic and impressive. In this glorious weather it was easier to forget the mists of the past whilst revelling in the warmth and beauty of the present.
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  • Summer Dreams
  • A phenomenal temperature inversion in North Wales, leaving only the summits of Snowdonia's hughest peaks in glaring sunshine above the cloud bank.
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  • Shadows from street lights fall across a green corrugated roof of the Cream Nation Nightclub, Wolstenholme Square, Liverpool city centre.
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  • Dramatic large cumulonimbus clouds increased over lush rolling hillsides and farmland, whilst the ancient stepping stones navigate the walker across the wide gap of the Afon Braint River near Newborough on West Anglesey. The hills of Snowdonia canbe seen in the distance, and on the wall straight ahead sits a cock pheasant, creating an almost perfect traditional British countryside scene.
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  • White bunting adorned every street, and the tiny white flags buzzed in the strong Atlantic breeze blowing over the Canary Islands. In the hot streets the cooling effect of the wind was extremely welcome
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  • Ripples on deep water channels left between sand banks and mud flats at low tide in the Dulas Estuary near Lligwy, East Anglesey, in showery weather, with dramatic clouds in the sky.
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  • With just an hour or so to spare after a dreary day on Anglesey, I headed for the coast just for the heck of it, one of my usual haunts simply because it's vast, open and easy escapism. Having enjoyed some contemplative observation in the gentle gloom, I became aware that the ambient light had increased.  When I turned around the dunes were on fire, a blazing torch of orange light was burning over the Irish Sea and the the sky was fluxing from blue to pink. The fresh salty air was now blowing in my face and I felt liberated and ecstatic, for I also knew this momentary pleasure would be over in a flash.
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  • In the failing light, remnants of the old jetty stand proud against the powerful rise and fall of the sea. The waves and sky did their best to suck everything away from the beach but these small objects cling like limpets to the shoreline.
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  • SNIP from BLOG: "The sun briefly popped out splattering fire everywhere, and then turned to a hot red glow on the horizon, quenched after 15 minutes by a cold blue sea. Banks of clouds reared overhead and all light intensity disappeared. I walked at a fast pace back along the beach, much closer to the sand dunes this time, as the advancing tide had drowned the sand bars.".
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  • SNIP from BLOG: "The sun briefly popped out splattering fire everywhere, and then turned to a hot red glow on the horizon, quenched after 15 minutes by a cold blue sea. Banks of clouds reared overhead and all light intensity disappeared. I walked at a fast pace back along the beach, much closer to the sand dunes this time, as the advancing tide had drowned the sand bars.".
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  • What's been so utterly wonderful this last few months, is the trail-free sky. Week after week of nothing but natural clouds and blue skies. Indeed when you do see a plane people actually notice it & comment upon it. It's so strange that something we took for granted, and accepted as part of our 'natural' world, was actually so prevalent, so intrusive within our vistas and of course so polluting. I've been quite elated at seeing so many landscape scenes as they would have been seen a hundred and more years ago, visually unspoiled (if we ignore the plastic pollution on every Anglesey & North Wales beach of course!)
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  • South Stack lighthouse on Holy Island, Anglesey, as seen from the flying bridge of the Holyhead Lifeboat, RNLB Christopher Pearce.<br />
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 I had to react quickly to changing compositions as this powerful vessel blasted us around the imposing cliffs of Ynys Lawd. <br />
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The early morning sunshine was gorgeous but what made this picture for me was the single fluffy white cloud hovering above South Stack lighthouse. My elevation meant I could look down onto the deep green sea as well as up into the blue sky. An incredible experience.
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  • More than ever it's now all about escaping the crowds, the noise, the rubbish, the presence of man. Thankfully the crowds seems to concentrate on small areas close to car parks - walk just a mile further and the landscape offers what it's always offered to those who appreciate nature over chaos.
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  • Sun behind a cloud over colonies of mussels at low tide, at Llanddona beach, Red Wharf Bay, Anglesey, Wales
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  • Shot from the summit of Gyrn towards a phenomenal sunset over the Llyn Peninsula. The high hills to our left never really received much light so remained a cold grey blue all afternoon. Today I was alone again, and happy. A group of mountaineering students looked as if they would head for this summit but then they turned and headed into invisibility. The wind was severe and bitterly cold but it was worth being on the hill tops for light such as this.
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sand of Porth Tyn Tywyn at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • The orange glow of the street lights in Rhosneigr light up low cloud in this blue landscape. Bright patches in the rain clouds are reflected in the wet sands of Broad Beach in the foreground.
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  • We have been extremely lucky on Ynys Môn not to have suffered the catastrophic flooding of elsewhere in the UK, and indeed I've been captivated by the sheer beauty of partially drowned landscapes that are normally so dry. The low-level flooding transformed everyday nothingness into beautiful textured mirrors of late winter skies. As I studied the delicateness of these water-logged grasses, I heard the first skylark of the year, and with it my heart lifted and I was imbued with hope for the future.
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  • From a short series of images taken after a very wet rainy day. I had gone to the beach anyway and started walking in the drizzle just to get fresh air. I played with my iPhone taking numerous fun pictures with some on-board software but as I was playing, the skies broke a little, and holes of daylight swept past, briefly and teasingly but the effect on the wet sands was awesome. The rain had meant most visitors had stayed away even the dreaded dog walkers and their sand destroying pooches ! I was alone and totally in the zone. After dark I ran through the waves for the sheer hell of it.  Full story will be on my blog at http://www.glynsblog.com  © Glyn Davies 2010 - All rights reserved.
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  • Showery weather forms dramatic skies and reflections at sunset on the wet sand of Porth Tyn Tywyn at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • From stormy weather, wind waves and surf crash over rocks into a rockpool at sunset at this rocky point at Porth Tyn Tywyn, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey.
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  • An icy cold but beautiful day in the snowy mountains of the lower Carneddau. The walk which we planned to finish in 5 hours had to be shortened drastically as thick snowdrifts made progress unbelievably slow. We cut out two peaks just below the summits, to save time, but still ended up on dangerous unconsolidated snow which hid treacherous ankle snapping sinks into streams below, as we headed down into the Aber valley in near darkness. Lessons to be learned for sure.
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  • After an afternoon of clear blue skies and flat light, the sun finally started to descend towards the sea and as it did so it cast a golden light across the cooling landscape.<br />
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The water ran warm over my feet in the gurgling river that raced to the waters edge, but the virginal sand was almost cold to the touch.<br />
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A lone salmon-coloured cloud floated in a featureless sky, creating a sense of vast distance yet everything was perfect in their purpose.
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  • I left the comfort of the van and stepped into a gale. The skies were grey and overcast and there were already spots of rain on my jacket. <br />
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The sand whipped off the dunes and stung my face but I was so happy to just be outdoors and have fresh air in my lungs. I arrived at the shore on a rapidly dropping tide and the beach was pristine, no footprints from man or dog, just perfect geometrical shapes created by the force of the tide. <br />
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The breeze rippled the surface of a large pool but the water was was like a luke warm bath, sensuous and comforting. Small jellyfish slowed drifted past me as the pool drained to the Irish Sea. <br />
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As the clouds scudded overhead, small pathes of blue sky made an appearance and illuminated the whole scene for perhaps just a few minutes at a time and the light was iridescent on the sea’s green surface, glittering on the ruffled pool. Within moments I was being pelted by a rain shower and my camera lens became covered in rain and salt spray, creating a most ghostly light on my images.
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  • A moon rises in a blue sky as a gentle sunset falls across the Menai Bridge through woodland trees on the banks of the Menai Strait.
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  • After a wonderful sheltered swim in Holyhead Harbour, I headed for the West coast of the island to Trearddur Bay and Porth Dafarch. It's so rare that I can ever stand on Porth Dafarch beach and not see a soul, but today I was lucky, initially at least. High tide was slowly ebbing away revealing more and more huge swathes of orange sand, but the storm waves were deceptive and it was a mistake to wander casually onto the wet sand, as after every few waves at least one would come powering up the beach almost to high water mark. <br />
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The gorgeous blue sky and sunshine of the morning was gradually being obscured by huge, watery grey blankets of cloud. Thankfully a blur of winter sunshine tunnelled through the vapour to create a wonderfully surreal illumination of the shoreline and waves breaking on the distant cliffs. By the time I’d created some images of this wondrous natural event many cars had turned up and the beach was back to normal, busy with crowds and dogs, my opportunity had been extremely lucky, I’d had glimpses of what this place might have looked like back in history.
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  • As the cliché goes, "Looks can be deceptive" and so it was today.  Fluffy white clouds floating across a lush blue sky and brilliant sunshine reflecting off a calm sea, but what the image doesn't show is the biting Northerly wind and the stinging cold ocean. At 6º this was the coldest sea I've swum in, a whole degree colder than any time last winter. My fingers went numb so quickly but thankfully my wetsuit socks prevented my toes from doing the same. I was still happy to be in the sea despite the conditions but 7 minutes was more than enough.
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  • After a dreary afternoon of drizzle under grey skies we walked back from Mousehole to Newlyn harbour. For literally no more than five minutes of that, the sun broke the blanket behind us cast a pink glow across the coast. A near full moon was already rising in the now delicate blue sky and wisps of cloud softened the light. <br />
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I haven’t often seen the harbour looking so busy but it offered a wonderfully rich foreground to contrast with the watercolour view.
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  • After a wonderful sheltered swim in Holyhead Harbour, I headed for the West coast of the island to Trearddur Bay and Porth Dafarch. It's so rare that I can ever stand on Porth Dafarch beach and not see a soul, but today I was lucky, initially at least. High tide was slowly ebbing away revealing more and more huge swathes of orange sand, but the storm waves were deceptive and it was a mistake to wander casually onto the wet sand, as after every few waves at least one would come powering up the beach almost to high water mark. <br />
<br />
The gorgeous blue sky and sunshine of the morning was gradually being obscured by huge, watery grey blankets of cloud. Thankfully a blur of winter sunshine tunnelled through the vapour to create a wonderfully surreal illumination of the shoreline and waves breaking on the distant cliffs. By the time I’d created some images of this wondrous natural event many cars had turned up and the beach was back to normal, busy with crowds and dogs, my opportunity had been extremely lucky, I’d had glimpses of what this place might have looked like back in history.
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  • "I left the comfort of the van and stepped into a gale. The skies were grey and overcast and there were already spots of rain on my jacket.<br />
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The sand whipped off the dunes and stung my face but I was so happy to just be outdoors and have fresh air in my lungs. I arrived at the shore on a rapidly dropping tide and the beach was pristine, no footprints from man or dog, just perfect geometrical shapes created by the force of the tide.<br />
<br />
The breeze rippled the surface of a large pool but the water was like a lukewarm bath, sensuous and comforting. Small jellyfish slowly drifted past me as the pool drained to the Irish Sea.<br />
<br />
As the clouds scudded overhead, small patches of blue sky made an appearance and illuminated the whole scene for perhaps just a few minutes at a time. The light was iridescent on the sea’s green surface and glittered on the ruffled pool. Within moments I was being pelted by a rain shower and my camera lens became covered in rain and salt spray, creating a most ghostly light on my images"
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  • There’s a lot of truth in the suggestion that mountains can actually look far more majestic from below, than from the summits themselves. <br />
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It was a beautiful day today on Anglesey, blue sky & sunshine - photographically a little boring even if the sunshine warmed my heart. At the end of day however the colours began to change and the mountain clouds started to disperse. It was a game of patience and hope, hope that the last of the sunshine would synchronise with the summit of Yr Wyddfa appearing through the clouds. I was delighted to make two exposures where the magic happened.
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