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  • Beautiful, colour-rich dusk in a cove below Cape Cornwall, St Just, at dusk, a tin-mine hewed landscape within stone, multi millions of years old
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  • From a shoot with the BBC's Weatherman Walking Series with Derek Brockway...I had just finished the last interview, where I relate one of the legends of Nant Gwrtheyrn to Derek, and they then headed off for Porth Dinllaen but I stayed back a while until almost dark, when I shot this dusk image over the Irish Sea. This is a straight shot, no colour adjustments, and a tweak to the contrast. It was stunning, after a very surreal day of swirling hill fog on the top of Tre'r Ceiri and Garn Ganol.
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  • A full moon arose in the glowing pink of dusk but as it ascended a bank of soft cloud gently obscured it’s luminosity
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  • Dusk haze from Moroccon trade winds, partially softening Timanfaya National Park (Fire Mountain), Lanzarote
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  • Nominated in 9th (2016) International Colour Awards (Nature category)<br />
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The undulating set of hills in the foreground is known as the roller-coaster by locals, the foothills to Wales' highest mountain, Snowdon, the name forming the root of the Snowdonia National Park, though Snowdon's real name is Celtic, Yr Wyddfa, & is the one dear to Welsh people. This hugely popular mountain is mostly deserted and offers perfect solitude as dusk settles upon it, the crowds having left by foot and railway to the warmth of the pubs and guest houses in the town nestling below.
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  • Breakers at Dusk<br />
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There are always shallow pools at Porth Sûr but this one evening the sands had really shifted and this enormous two foot deep pool had appeared between the main beach and the nearby breakers. There was no one around at all, just this slightly eerie and mysterious pool, the most beautiful and subtle reflections of sky and water and the contrast against the distant breakers. As I took this image my feet were slowly sinking into the deep soft sand surrounding the pool and my body was gradually being drawn into the mirror flat pool. I’ve never seen this pool here again.
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  • For such a brief opportunity to get to the coast this evening, the conditions certainly delivered and I was blessed with solitude as well. <br />
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As the sun dropped, giving way to a magenta dusk, I suddenly became aware of a brightening half moon over Snowdonia. The darker became dusk the more brilliant appeared the moon and it shimmered on the retreating tide. What really made this image work for me were the gentle curves of small waves pushing over a sand bank. As in my image “Wind Formed 4”, this was perfect geometry in nature, and I was utterly captivated and found it very hard to leave.
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  • Aberffraw church in the main village, in mist at dusk, during a particularly cold, snowy winter
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  • The pretty coastal centre of the fishing, now tourist village of Moelfre, East Anglesey at dusk.
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  • As the sun dropped, giving way to a magenta dusk, I suddenly became aware of a brightening half moon over Snowdonia. The darker became dusk the more brilliant appeared the moon and it shimmered on the retreating tide. <br />
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The shift of colours between the moon-cool blues and the pink after-burn of the sunset was simply beautiful, gently mixed by the ripples from small waves. There was a confusion of colours and patterns yet within it all, a minimalist simplicity of form and composition. I was like a kid in a candy shop.
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  • Nominated for 11th International B&W Spider Awards<br />
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Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events...© Glyn Davies 2012  All rights reserved. No copying or use on any website is either permitted or implied. Action WILL be taken against infringers.
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  • A beautifully delicate seascape composed of washes of dusk light and saturated air at a near-deserted beach at Rhosneigr. Unusually, no foot or paw prints anywhere, just a wonderful expanse of virgin sand.
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  • A dense reed bed behind the beach at Llugwy, East Anglesey, at dusk
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  • Waves at Porth Ceiriad near Abersoch, Llyn Peninsula, North Wales.  West Anglesey at dusk. Gentle waves on a long sandy look soft because of motion blur.
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  • Sand bars left by outgoing tide at Cymyran at dusk, West Anglesey. Rhosneigr in the far distance.
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  • Shot on my new Sony A7R2. Confident washes of strong wind waves powered up the beach even on the outgoing tide during a darkening dusk.<br />
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The skies looked dramatic, numerous clouds being blown rapidly in a strong breeze. The air was cold enough to warrant a winter coat, but anticipating some tidal shots I wore shorts to the beach. As I stood in the sea to make more images I was surprised at how warm the waves were as they wrapped around my legs.
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Full moon over the Menai Bridge at dusk.
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  • I was struck by the simultaneous approach of dusk as the big light of the sun goes out, and also the switching on of the little household lamp in the cottage to the right. We take so much for granted these days that a little flick of the switch means we can continue to work and play through the dark hours, but that at one time night was something to be revered or even feared.
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  • Menai Suspension Bridge (Welsh: Pont Grog y Borth) which is a stone built Victorian suspension bridge between the island of Anglesey and Bangor and mainland of Wales. The 100ft high bridge was designed by Thomas Telford and completed in 1826.
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  • Dusk in the West, at Aberdesach on the Northern edge of the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales, facing out to the Irish Sea. The mountains of Gyrn Goch, Yr Eifl and Garn For are in the background.
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  • When the crowds have gone and the leagues of dog walkers have departed for tea, the beach releases its true magic. I’ve always been fascinated by the cleansing effect of an incoming tide. I love watching the mess of footprints disappear as a new virgin floor of sand smoothes its way up the beach in front of my eyes. It’s even better when evening pulls a dark blanket of silence over the noise pollution of the day.<br />
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I crouched almost at sand level, the tripod legs repeatedly covered by salty water and I enabled the fast motion of the rapid tide to move everything in the image other than the ancient rocks themselves. I walked back across the huge beach and up along the deep river in darkness. True harmony.
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  • Mosta Cathedral, Malta
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  • Dusk in the West, at Aberdesach on the Northern edge of the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales, facing out to the Irish Sea. The mountains of Gyrn Goch, Yr Eifl and Garn For are in the background. <br />
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Clouds built over the horizon but in the last of the sun they looked beautifully dramatic, textural and crisp. In fact there was so much texture in front of me that it was hard to find the minimalist simplicity I've been drawn to recently. For maybe ten minutes the world turned pink, the hue washed over the sky and infused in the gentle waves, even the wet sand threw it back skyward. I stood in the sea, in my walking boots, wave after wave lapping at my shins but amazingly my feet stayed as warm as the sunset colours. I studied the waves smoothing and cleansing the beach before me, back to perfection.
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  • A ship at dusk at anchor off Mount’s Bay in Cornwall. The whole landscape was dark and rather ominous looking in the heavy weather but the large ship was temporarily illuminated by a last pulse of light before the clouds closed over for the night.
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  • 50+ mph winds pummeling Anglesey's West coast this afternoon, with a gradual easing towards dusk. Though the sun set behind a long bank of cloud, the most beautful, pastel-like colours washed over the view, punctured by sea foam catching the last rays of illumination from the sunset.
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  • 50+ mph winds pummeling Anglesey's West coast this afternoon, with a gradual easing towards dusk. Though the sun set behind a long bank of cloud, the most beautful, pastel-like colours washed over the view, punctured by sea foam catching the last rays of illumination from the sunset.
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  • 50+ mph winds pummeling Anglesey's West coast this afternoon, with a gradual easing towards dusk. Though the sun set behind a long bank of cloud, the most beautful, pastel-like colours washed over the view, punctured by sea foam catching the last rays of illumination from the sunset.
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  • 60mph winds, torrential rain, heavy, dark skies. After a brilliant day rock climbing (indoors) I desperately needed a cool swim in the sea. I headed for the N E coast of Anglesey to find some shelter and calmer waters. I swam in the rain but shortly afterwards, as I stood there shivering even under my Dry Robe, the most beautiful pulses of sunset illuminated patches of the leaden sky above. As I was about to leave a local Welsh family arrived and swam under the wonderful colours of the dusk sky. I took a photo of them swimming and then some portraits of the whole family on the beach. What a lovely finish to the day.
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  • From my book<br />
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"Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)" available here on my website<br />
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The deserted valley and quarrying village of Nant Gwrtheyrn, North Wales. Now restored as a Welsh language & conference centre.
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  • "I’d enjoyed being alone in the gale-force winds on an almost deserted Llanddwyn Beach, sun shone one minute, showers the next. The relentless buffering from the gale invigorated me, made me feel alive, forcing oxygen into my lungs. As I was almost blown back towards the beach entrance, dusk seemed to have sprung upon me also. The skies were dark under weighty clouds and latent squalls. I turned back towards the island and the most beautiful delicate light was creating a huge bi-coloured yellow and white cross, Llandwyn being flagged in the centre. The waves on the outgoing tide were still forcing their way up the shore but the hard, wet sand bore the reflection of the shifting Heavens above, and everything felt perfect”
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  • Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events.
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  • Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events.
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  • Unbelievable dusk burn of sunlight after a dreadful, rain flooded day. These conditions lasted such a short time but in that time I enjoyed such wonderful serenity. It was so quiet that I could hear the sound of the Afon Menai flowing by; I heard a lone Oystercatcher calling across the water but couldn't hear a large flock of gulls lazily winging across the Menai Strait, backdropped by a watercolour tapestry of weather.
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  • It was a calm, silvery sea at dusk. There was hardy a drop of wind and the air, for April, was warm enough. It was near silent on the beach, just the distant voices of a couple walking in the dunes behind. <br />
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I’d hoped the sun would have been a little more intense having raced across Anglesey to get to the beach, but everything was delicate and muted. From the sea bed, remnants of energy pulses from ocean storms thousands of miles away finally reared up and gasped a last breath on the shingle shore. <br />
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I stood on some low rocks at the waterline and watched the sea tide slowly come in around me. Every so often a rogue bigger wave would crash over the rock and I’d lose sight of my feet in the white foam. Against the brighter surface of the sea, these little hillocks of water looked dark in their own shadows.
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  • End of the day at Newlyn fishing harbour in Cornwall. The moon, HPS lights and dusk iluminate the normally bustling but now quiet industrial scene.
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  • Already feeling lucky having driven to the beach in dull weather, and finding the sun had broken through, I spent ages absorbing myself with the foreshore. For the first time this year I found myself standing thigh high in in the Irish Sea at dusk, each wave caressing my skin as I concentrated on the miraculous and heavenly scenes unfolding before me. The cool water started to feel warm and the movement of energy launched my mind to the Summer ahead. I hadn’t even noticed the moon overhead at first, but I caught it glinting in the corner of my eye and the whole euphoria of simply being alive was overwhelming.
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  • Cape Cornwall headland near St Just projects into a treacherous stretch of Atlantic Ocean here in South West Cornwall. In the cove to the North of the point, huge granite boulders have been rounded and smoothed over eons and await the powerful waves each high tide.
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  • The Abbey Slip, Penzance at dusk
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  • Penzance Harbour at dusk
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  • 50+ mph winds pummeling Anglesey's West coast this afternoon, with a gradual easing towards dusk. Though the sun set behind a long bank of cloud, the most beautful, pastel-like colours washed over the view, punctured by sea foam catching the last rays of illumination from the sunset.
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  • 60mph winds, torrential rain, heavy, dark skies. After a brilliant day rock climbing (indoors) I desperately needed a cool swim in the sea. I headed for the N E coast of Anglesey to find some shelter and calmer waters. I swam in the rain but shortly afterwards, as I stood there shivering even under my Dry Robe, the most beautiful pulses of sunset illuminated patches of the leaden sky above. As I was about to leave a local Welsh family arrived and swam under the wonderful colours of the dusk sky. I took a photo of them swimming and then some portraits of the whole family on the beach. What a lovely finish to the day.
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  • Waves at Rhosneigr, West Anglesey at dusk. Gentle waves on a long sandy look soft because of motion blur.
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  • This really is the season of storms and gales. After days of torrential rain, fingers of sunshine searched through layers of cloud trying to make a clearing. I grabbed the opportunity after work today to see if I could catch any of this dramatic light. At the coast the light had already subdued but the wind remained extremely breezy. I carried just one camera and one lens and left the tripod in the van. I had literally just 10 minutes of tantalising sunset before dusk drew a darkening curtain across the windswept stage
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  • The sun had long set, but in the gathering dusk the subtle hues still looked beautiful. There was barely a breath of wind and only the gentlest of soft ripples radiated across this false bay. A young couple slowly and quietly beached a canoe on a distant pebble bank, two micro figures in a vast watercolour landscape.
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  • Already feeling lucky having driven to the beach in dull weather, and finding the sun had broken through, I spent ages absorbing myself with the foreshore. For the first time this year I found myself standing thigh high in in the Irish Sea at dusk, each wave caressing my skin as I concentrated on the miraculous and heavenly scenes unfolding before me. The cool water started to feel warm and the movement of energy launched my mind to the Summer ahead.
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  • UK; British Isles; Wales; Anglesey; Ynys Mon; Church Bay; Porth Swtan; Irish Sea; sea; water; sunset; shore; shoreline; boulders; dusk; tranquil; evening; Coast; coastline; tide; Holyhead, Holyhead Mountain,
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  • A really calm evening at Llanddwyn on an Autumn evening, hardly a soul around, amazingly so.
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  • Shot on Llanddwyn beach as everyone else was leaving - well it was a bitter cold evening, no sunset, no 'obvious' excitement, but I was utterly connected that evening. In the darkness and solitude I became one with the peace, the dusk, the gentleset lapping sounds at the shore, the occassional oystercatcher calling as it skimmed the sea. I photographed gentle events.<br />
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© Glyn Davies 2012  All rights reserved. No copying or use on any website is either permitted or implied. Action WILL be taken against infringers.
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  • Awarded a discretionary MERIT in the 29th SUN (Shot up North) Awards for full time professional photographers<br />
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Nominee in Fine Art Category / B&W Spider Awards 2017<br />
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Tiny blades of light penetrated the thick armour of black clouds over the Irish Sea. Pierced into soft dunes were short lengths of delicate fencing, resolutely standing their ground in the shifting sand, but gradually becoming eroded by the relentless attack of wind and weather.
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  • Derelict cottage sitting in open farmland near the tine cove of Porth Cwyfan at West Anglesey.
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  • Boat wreck in wintry, showery weather and high winds, at low tide at Cymyran beach near RAF Valley, West Anglesey.
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  • A Cornish evening - Church Cove<br />
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© Glyn Davies - All Rights Reserved
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  • This spot is so well known to both locals and visitors due to the enormous figurehead staring blandly up the narrow steps to the street above. She both intimidates and intrigues. The Bosuns Locker itself is a long established chandlers and Penrose Sailmakers just opposite have been going since the 1825! With the docks just beyond, this is classic Falmouth living history.
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  • As a village, and cove, I can romanticise about this place. It feels Cornish, and its strong links with the sea, fishing boats, pilot gigs, lifeboats and shipwrecks (of which a recent one lies just around the corner) all help to re-enforce this romantacism. However, although swamped by visitors in the summer, and now largely dominated by holiday homes, this place is still actively involved with all these activities and for me therefore, Sennen will always be what I've loved best about the life and culture of Cornwall.
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  • The Scillonian, part of the Isles of Scilly Steamship Company, gently heads back into Penzance after its crossing from the Isles of Scilly. There was such calm that evening and hardly a soul about as the moon rose higher in the sky. Over the gentle sound of the waves all we could hear was the throb of the steamship engines.
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  • The Afon Ffraw river runs under an historical pack horse on the outskirts of the village of Aberffraw in West Anglesey, in an exceptionally cold mid winter.
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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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  • Sunset reflected in a large sand pool on this expansive West Anglesey beach at Aberffraw
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  • Just the momentary interplay of light and shadow when a huge hole appears in the middle distance. With the impressive surge pool in the bottom left of this image, it's an illusion of one-upmanship in this stunning wintry mountainscape.
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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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  • August on Dartmoor. After months of earth-scorching summer the elements during our three day trip to this magical national park in the South West turned out to be mixed to say the least. Brooding clouds hovered over dark hillsides and the sun glowed rather than shone, through thin patches of grey blanket overhead. <br />
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I was taken aback by how lush the valleys were, so much more tree cover than here in North Wales. The variation in the vegetation was also surprising, creating quite a tapestry of earthy greens and browns. Of course, the most exciting aspect of this landscape for me, is the granite beneath, sometimes punching upwards as huge sculptural tors, monuments amidst acres of silent grasses and foliage. I find Dartmoor uniquely spiritual, enchanting even and I can’g wait to return.
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  • Janubio salt pan in South West Lanzarote is a tourist attraction but also produces a considerable amount of salt. The salt flats here produce more than 15,000 tons of salt a year, although that’s only a third of the quantity produced 40 years ago.<br />
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The method of salt extraction was introduced in 1895 and has changed little since last century. Large wooden staves known as palancas de madera, are employed, with sea water passing through narrow channels into ponds where the water simply condenses.<br />
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The residue then passes through wooden ducts into salt pans where the process is completed, leaving bright sparkling crystals of salt.
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  • A very rushed race to the beach for a swim that never happened, but I did grab my camera and revelled in an amazing sunset, despite the disappointment of not getting into the sea!
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  • On a glorious evening at the tip of North Wales the lo sunshine backlit clouds of spray from the long lines of surf rolling into the bay. Movement caught the corner of my eye and I watched three sheep scramble up to the top of. steep cliff - just a wonderful liitle moment.
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  • A quick detour down to Llanddwyn to photograph a huge dark snow-cloud floating over Ynys Mon, but although a sprinkling of delicate snowflakes blew past me, the snow-clouds simply disappeared, a calm sunset taking its place. The multitude of colours within the mass of pebbles in this area is quite something to consider. The wonder of geology.
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  • Sunset over Aberdesach beach at low tide, on the Northern edge of the Llyn Peninsula in North Wales, revealing rock pools in the wide beach. The mountains of Gyrn Goch, Yr Eifl and Garn For are in the background.
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  • A very wet walk on Anglesey's West Coast, so wet that for the first time ever I carried an umbrela with me to cover the camera. It was very useful without a doubt. This was the first time this year when I felt the cold and resorted to wearing gloves to carry the tripod!  © Glyn Davies - All rights reserved. Blog post about this image will appear here: http://www.glynsblog.com
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  • Just a few days to go until Wales finds some sort of normality before the next national lockdown! The weather seems to be reflecting my / our moods at present, one minute dark clouds, rain and even hail, but the next, glorious sunshine and even a hint of warmth on your wet face. Shallow pools seemed deep and menacing but upon the surface glowed patches of clean sunlight. These rippling islands of gentle light reminded me that the sun will keep on rising and falling despite everything, and that life goes on, with or without us.
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  • On a baking hot day we drove into the sunset across the rugged high cliff tops of West Portugal. Jani sat in the van to call her Mam whilst I wandered down to the rocky cove. As I walked out to the low tide mark, i realised the beach was absolutely massive, miles long to the North and pure sea washed sand. The cliffs looked even higher when looking back at them. The day as usual had been clear blue cloudless sky, so it was an extra bonus to see delicate clouds gently sliding Southwards across the horizon. I had the whole beach to myself and was in seventh Heaven. <br />
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However, when i turned to walk back to the car I noticed a young man curled up against the cliffs, clutching a beer bottle and looking most melancholy. I know that when I go into my dark patches, the beach becomes my salvation, my escape and my remedy - I empathised with this guy who had come miles to see the sunset on this spectacular and deserted coast.
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  • A choppy sea at the craggy coastline at Rhoscolyn with the moon rising over the Welsh mainland.
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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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  • “In 2010 a young, funny, dynamic, 19-year-old friend of my ex-stepchildren had gone missing at Christmas, apparently having jumped off the Menai Suspension Bridge but no-one really knew for sure; there were no answers and no closure for his devastated family and friends. <br />
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Weeks later in January 2011, I was out walking across this shallow wet estuary at the end of the Menai Strait. I have always gone to the sea for solace and comfort, but after this event, the sea represented something very different – swallowing, concealing. I was thinking about how lucky I was to simply be there, to breathe, to see, to live"<br />
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  • Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Fine Art category) <br />
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Caught in squally weather, bitterly cold, blown about like a leaf in the wind, at the mercy of the elements and the huge expanse of the open sea - no, not a lonely sailing boat but me, clinging to the cliffs to try and get a shot at that magical moment, when man made and ambient light balance, that perfect window of opportunity which lasts just minutes. I love the softness of colours and contrasts in the gale driven sky behind, and the hint of comfort from the haunted lighthouse. I thought this was a joke until tonight, when as I was taking my last frame something pushed past me, really squeezing past my thigh. I honestly thought it was a dog but there was nothing there. Quite spooked.<br />
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South Stack lighthouse, Holy Island, Anglesey, Ynys Môn. c1809 - Electrified in 1938 - Automated in 1984. 440 steps lead from the 200ft cliff top down to the bridge across the gorge below. We can also see here the RSPB Bird watching tower called Ellin's Tower.
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  • Clouds reflect over the wet sands of the Braint Estuary near Newborough on the island of Anglesey, with the hills of Snowdonia in the background. Multitudes of tiny shells, many empty, some full of life followed the flow of water towards the main channel which echoed the clouds overhead
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  • Looking towards Albania from the Mount Pantokrator Monastery on Corfu's highest peak. The light was very soft and the sun watery but a warm glow spread across the hills, more and more intensely as the sun set. The whole time I was there, I couldn't get over how close Albania seemed, here in the UK there is - the UK! But in Corfu I was fascinated by 'notions' of borders, that by sailing a yacht in the sunshine across a short stretch of water from where tourists are swimming that I end up in another country for which I would need to let them know I'd 'arrived'- quite bizarre! I guess it comes from living on a very big island where we can't see much other land anywhere!<br />
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  • Gentle evening sunshine crosses the barbed-wire divide of grass-covered dune-land near Newborough on Anglesey.
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  • When the magical, and literally 'awesome' moments of sunset mirror in virginal wet sand, it’s quite genuinely hard to beat. Double the beauty, double the drama, double the emotional response. It's just a beach, the sea and a ball of gas, so why is it that we as humans are so drawn to these simple elements when combined?
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  • A few houses in a snow covered winter rural landscape of trees and fields, high above the town of Deiniolen, Gwynedd, North Wales, in warm evening sunlight
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  • Warm, glowing evening sunset throws orange light over the rocks at Porth Tyn Tywyn, Rhosneigr, West Anglesey as a calm sea gently laps at the reef.
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  • Low tide at sunset at Cymyran beach near Rhosneigr. A beautiful but quiet windswept beach on Anglesey's West coast. At low tide the sea always creates amazing patterns and ripples in the sand, interspersed with rivulets and streams from the inland sea.
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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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  • A small flock of birds was the only noticeable movement in this whole scene, where the Cymyran Strait passes through the tiny village of Four Mile Bridge. I've literally never seen it this mirror-calm before, and I was SO awed by it that I screeched to a halt on the far side of the bridge and came back to photograph this amazing view. I got chatting to Janet, a retired surgical nurse who lives just a few hundred feet away from this, as she also stood mesmerised by the view. She said she'd been living there for many years and like me, had never seen it just SO perfectly calm, where usually the movement of the tide at least creates some currents and ripples.
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  • Swimming at the reef at Trwyn Du (Penmon Point) in small but powerful waves in a beautful and short-lived sunset. Three seals had just been swimming quite close to me but by the time I'd grabbed my real camera they'd moved further away. I'm always a bit wary of seals so in one way I was relieved but it would have made an even better image if one had been peering at me within these frames!
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  • Absolutely incredible, mesmerising, captivating skies over Anglesey. I didn't know where to start and I definitely didn't want it to finish! Seemed like a perfect compliment to my cool sea images.
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  • Absolutely incredible, mesmerising, captivating skies over Anglesey. I didn't know where to start and I definitely didn't want it to finish! Seemed like a perfect compliment to my cool sea images.
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  • No, this isn't a stupidly processed sky - it was the strangest light at Llanfairfechan, looking back towards a totally clouded Anglesey. We wanted to get out for fresh air after work on yet another dreary day on Anglesey. On impulse we headed for a 'brighter patch' in the sky over the Conwy area. As we arrived at Llanfairfechan the sun was shining brilliantly, even though it was cloudy and drizzly everywhere else. It resembled a Hollywood fantasy film where you drive from one reality to another world entirely. <br />
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This particular image was after the intense sunshine had disappeared, but it was still illuminating the Menai Strait.
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  • A last minute decision to head for the North Anglesey coast didn't deliver quite the drama that I'd hoped for, or the waves. Nevertheless the gentle, moody, subtle light and smooth, delicate ripples on the ocean offered some wonderful opportunities nevertheless. I wore my wetsuit whilst taking these images but after half an hour of near zero physical activity in the sea, waiting for the sunset, the chill set in as soon as the sun sank over the horizon.
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  • No need for many words, just short-lived, unexpected & beautiful
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  • The first bitterly cold day on Anglesey this October, yet the sun burned gold and the sky and water reflected the warm hues. Determined dog walkers paced the beach but on the outgoing tide much of the shoreline remained relatively undisturbed, enable the waders to feed in peace and seagulls to rest their wings.
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  • After two wonderful weeks in Cornwall, it was back to the reality of 'normality' and work & earning a living, apart from less time together, so there were definitely some blues for us last week, BUT walking on an Anglesey beach or throwing oneself into the Anglesey sea in just your shorts soon reminds you just how fantastic it is as a place to live your 'normal life'
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  • The most beautifully delicate pools of windblown sea on a near deserted wide beach at West Anglesey. Unusually, no foot or paw prints anywhere, just a wonderful expanse of virgin sand and a watercolour wash of sunset.
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  • Sharp, angular teeth of rocks form a barrier to the winter sea, but just beyond there is sand beneath the waves and memories of a summer beach, despite the cold North wind & plummeting temperatures.
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  • I'd been sea swimming just before dark, in a tiny little cove on an island, and that was by far my priority over taking photos, but as the after drop kicked in and my skin started to tingle as warm blood from my core  seeped outwards, I became aware of an incredible red glow in the sky. I paced up the hillside both to keep warm and also to see the sunset, but the path I was on suddenly inspired me more than the sea beyond.
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