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  • The impressive waterfall cascades down the cold and shadowy cliffs of Y Graig Ddu, whilst a bitter autumn wind buffets the still-lush pine trees in an intense early-morning sunlight.
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  • Fallen Trees, Industrial Woodland, Northwich
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  • Four large trees standing in icy fog, become one.
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  • The thick fog not only enveloped the beautiful Menai Strait, it also flowed deep into the woodland, separating trees and copses into delicate tonal patterns and textures, creating an almost rain-forest like appearance. <br />
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On the way to work that Friday, I couldn't even see the end of our road for thick fog! As I had all my kit with me for a day's studio shooting, I drove via the bridges to see what atmospheric effects might be occurring. Whilst approaching the first lay-by, I saw a beautiful recessional tonal layering of tall trees disappearing into thick fog, almost top-lit by the weak early morning sun. However by the time I'd parked the van the fog has shifted and the recessional effect had reduced, so I walked right down to the edge of the Menai Strait to see whether either of the bridges would show through. This time I had the opposite problem where the fog was so thick I couldn't even see the field alongside me or more than 30 ft out onto the silent Strait. I trudged along a damp, muddy and waterlogged foreshore eventually meandering back up the misty fields to the road. Ironically, from this elevation, higher above the Strait, and with the sun starting to back-light the fog, I enjoyed several stunning variations of view from just a 200 yd stretch of road. The light, sunshine and fog were all dancing across the fast water when regrettably, I had to leave to open the gallery at 10.00 :-(
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  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
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  • Alongside the wood, a small river flows down to the sea from the cascading waterfall of Y Graig Ddu. Through the often stunted and twisted trees at its edge, the old farm of Tŷ Uchaf can be seen, no longer inhabited, but still worked by a local farmer. The sudden downpour of light on the fields created a vivid separation between the open higher ground and the cold,dark,tight-packed mass of trees behind me.Ty Uchaf was like a Wuthering Heights to me, dark windows looking out over the valley and a sense of harshness and foreboding about running a farm in this remote isolated valley.
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  • From a series of images quietly developing throughout this ever-extending forced lockdown. Most of the local walks I’ve been limited to recently, have brought me up close to some wonderful trees and enchanting woodlands. Since moving to this area around 30 years ago, I’ve been slightly disappointed by the lack of big woodlands around here, but the lockdown has made me realise that although limited, there really are some beautiful tree subjects around and about. In this woodland, bordering the banks of the Afon Menai, even a tall, dead tree caught my eye, dominating a clearing of its own making, retaining form and even beauty in its angular skeletal limbs. Decades after forays into woodland projects in the Cornwall of my teen years, I have found increasing enjoyment from getting close to trees once more.
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  • Featureless mountain-tops led down to isolated 'findings' before shrubs, trees and man-made forms started dominating the landscape once more. A mist had built in the late afternoon and was backlit by warm evening sunshine. The rows of tall trees arranged across the rolling hillsides made the landscape look more Tuscan than Welsh
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  • An old stone footbridge crosses the river Afon Gwynant, surrounded by small stunted trees. Very middle earth, the troll lives beneath the bridge.
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  • On the rapid outgoing tide, small woodland islands rejoin the mainland, small rapids forming as it does so. Early morning sunshine filters through the Autumn trees and sparkles off shallow temporary lagoons.
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  • Morning sunlight through a lush green leaf canopy of woodland trees alongside the Menai Strait on Anglesey, Wales.
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  • The landscape altered, subtly at first, but shrubs and small trees started to grip the pure rock and dirt of the previous day. <br />
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Two minutes after this image was taken, a motionless small tree ran across the road in front of us - our first wild ostrich! Nature was quietly making an appearance the further North we drove.
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  • Spring trees in evening sunlight in the Nant Gwynant Valley, contrasting against dark shadows on the mountainside of Yr Aran, one of the subsidiary peaks of Snowdon.
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  • On the lane from one bay to another, as I skimmed across the hill tops, a flood of intense sunshine swept the landscape, backlighting fields, trees and hillsides. The intensity of the green was rich and vivid, like the old days of shooting wonderful but innacurate film like Fuji Velvia - but this was real!
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  • I keep on returning to this magical, enchanted little copse of tangled ancient woodland deep in Snowdonia. It often seems to catch the afternoon & evening light and in the Spring before the trees enter full bloom, the wonderful shapes of trunks & branches are really apparent.
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  • A sunlit Spring walk through the Newborough Forest towards the beautiful and dramatic island of Llanddwyn.
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  • This is my Ladybird Book of the Countryside picture. It has all the romantic elements except the pheasant on the wall and ducks on the grass, but the buildings are just what I’d expect from the 1950s British countryside. Normally the yard looks rather quiet, but on this evening, a white horse was slowly walking about, very slowly. I just knew the moment had to be as the horse walked between the two foreground trees, catching the late evening sunlight as it did so. If it had been 2 meters further back it would have been in shadow (but at least social distancing!). So luck came out to play this evening.
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  • I’d been up one of the valleys that climbed to the huge ski-resort in the Rocky Mountains behind, where the temperature dropped 11º in just a mile or so. The huge spurs of mountain sides kept the late afternoon sunshine from reaching the valley itself so I took just one frame, but leaving the mountains took us to a sun-drenched plateau covered in lush vegetation and beautiful trees yellowing in the approaching Fall season.
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  • At the waterhole most of the animals seem to be acutely aware of the presence of other creatures even as they forage, eat and drink. Today however, as the giraffe nibbled at the succulent leaves in the tall trees, a dramatic storm was building behind. There was soon the rumble of thunder and shortly afterwards gigantic fork lightening cracked through the dark skies and punched any tall object below.
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  • In the heat haze shimmering over this vast South African landscape, isolated trees formed some of the only features that stood out against this minimalist topography
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  • Spring Trees at the base of the gigantic 300' ancient waterfall of Malham Cove, reach for the last of the evening sunshine whilst rock climbers practice on the shadowy walls of the cliffs behind
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  • Original blog post here:<br />
http://www.glynsblog.com/2011/09/naked-landscape-beginning.html<br />
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One of a series dealing with intimate magical mini landscapes of trees and woodlands
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  • These A5 Christmas cards are only available in multiples of 10 of the same image.<br />
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They are printed on archival cotton rag paper using pigment ink.<br />
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Each image comes with an envelope and is sealed in a polyester sleeve.<br />
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Each card contains a single watermark within the image, to © Glyn Davies.com.<br />
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The cards are blank inside for your own message, and do not have any other wording on the card front.<br />
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PLEASE NOTE that the price is for a set of 10.
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  • A perfectly still, quiet, windless day in Snowdonia. The sunshine was slowly moving around the hillock, below which this tree grew slightly isolated from everything else around. The low light separated the tree from the shadowy background in the theatrical way I'm always looking for.
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  • A solitary Quiver Tree bakes in afternoon sunlight in the middle of a vast desert landscape south the Orange River (the border between South Africa and Namibia)
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  • It was a little bizarre to find this dead tree collapsed in the middle of a tight-knit copse. Nothing else seemed dead, but this really had completely collapsed, falling towards the gurgling brook. Its fingers moved delicately in the wet ravine, but apart from that there was no life left in it.
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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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  • 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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  • Within tiny worlds, when travel and distance is forbidden, the smallest areas of countryside become your nature oasis, your connection with the future and a reminder of the past. As I stand by the tree, probably twice my age, I know that we are not the planet and the earth isn’t ours.
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  • On a hillside stinking of goats, and the sound of their bells clinking amidst the clucking of penned hens, we came across this large olive tree, before the hillside dropped to the sea...I was fascinated by the way some olive trees seem to exist quite apart from others. They grow large and strong but are still lonely. I haven't rationalised WHY but this tree became a metaphor for many issues in my life at the moment,not the least being solidity and security of life on the land, whilst endlessly staring at the escape and distance of the ocean. The two are important to me and this tree symbolises being torn between them...Apart from that, it just felt SO Greek :-)
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  • UNESCO World Heritage Site
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  • Early morning mist over the Menai Strait from the Cadnant bridge, Menai Bridge.<br />
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Available as unlimited A3 & A4 prints
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  • The basin of this huge crater used to contain a lake but after huge eruptions in a nearby volcano in1957, fissures appeared and the water was able to seep away.
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  • Beautiful light, warm sunshine after yummy food in the Black Cat Cafe at Parc Glynllifon. An enjoyable time making images of this aristocratic but fascinating historical formal gardens near Caernarfon in Gwynedd
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  • Heavy mist surrounds Yr Aran, one of the smaller peaks of Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon), as seen from the Nant Gwynant Valley, Northern Snowdonia.
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  • Landscape Figures project
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  • Winding my away along narrow rural lanes to get to the beach, the valleys full of icy fog, this elevated farmhouse was silhouetted by the morning sunrise which turned everything from a steely-blue to a warm orange hue. So often we'd walk, cycle or drive by scenes like this without batting an eyelid, but in atmospheric conditions like this, everything was mesmerisingly beautiful.
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  • Ruins of tin mine workings in the Godolphin area of South West Cornwall. Mine shafts sink 1000ft into the depths of the earth just next to here. Looking at the beauty of nature quietly reclaiming this once massively busy mining locality it's hard to imagine just how different the place would have seemed back then, noise, commotion, danger, dusty, dirty landscapes and the increasing destruction of natural landscape in our quest for ore & minerals. I've always been fascinated by the forgotten world of dark shafts & tunnels lying beneath our feet in regions like this.
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  • Early morning frost on the banks of the Menai Strait, Anglesey, with the beautiful Menai Suspension Bridge looming in the background, built and completed by Sir Thomas Telford in 1826. The stone circle is monumental rather than real.
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  • Beautiful light, warm sunshine after yummy food in the Black Cat Cafe at Parc Glynllifon. An enjoyable time making images of this aristocratic but fascinating historical formal gardens near Caernarfon in Gwynedd
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  • Beautiful light, warm sunshine after yummy food in the Black Cat Cafe at Parc Glynllifon. An enjoyable time making images of this aristocratic but fascinating historical formal gardens near Caernarfon in Gwynedd
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  • Unique memories hide in this Snowdonia woodland, but they were instantly recalled as the last wintry rays of daylight illuminated a network of wooden neural pathways
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  • From my series of images documenting the changing character of the vast derelict slate quarries near Llanberis & Dinorwic as nature & modern life reclaim this huge industrially scarred mountain-scape. The quarries closed in 1969 but the sheer scale of the industry is still apparent, and without doubt there are visual & spiritual echoes of the workmen who risked life & limb working there.<br />
<br />
UNESCO World Heritage Site
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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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  • Early morning fog hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape at Llanbedrgoch between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • Beautiful evening sunlight filtering throiugh a tiny woodland on sand dunes near West Anglesey.
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  • A loyal and heroic dog who saved a child - a mistaken owner, an unnecesasary killing, a guilty man.
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  • Oh to be a Buzzard right at this moment, with the ability to soar over the mountains and coast and to revel in freedom,.  Having tantalising views of the mountains from where we live is both uplifting and frustrating at the same time. A constant reminder of where we can’t roam. Nevertheless, I think I’d rather take the frustration than not seeing them at all.
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  • After weeks of lockdown and social distancing, our short walks have become a lifeline, an escape, a therapy and a salvation. The world is a surreal place at present but seeing the gravestones, watching the tide come in and go out, are things that make you realise that the planet has seen all this before. Our generation will too be gone, sooner or later, but life will go on, the planet will survive and what we take as ‘normal’ is only a temporary view of our time on this planet, not of the planet itself.
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  • I’ve always been fascinated by the way nature reclaims so much of what man has altered, constructed or destroyed. Here at the Dinorwic slate quarries, wonderful little copses and patches of woodland have sprung up between the walls, railway tracks and buildings that were part of this huge slate industry. <br />
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On a warm evening with only the sound of a Blackbird’s song to lighten the sounds of or heavy footsteps, it was hard to imagine the noise and industry from just a few decades earlier, as man blasted into mountain.<br />
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UNESCO World Heritage Site
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  • Still hundreds of kilometres from the coast but I still felt a sense that I was nearing the ocean, I’m not even sure why; perhaps the subtly changing light or wind direction or perhaps just that intuition you have when you’ve been raised near the sea. <br />
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The earth was rich and warm-toned here, lots of red and yellow soils and an increase in vegetation growing on it. There was a gentle breeze but the air was still in the mid 40°s. <br />
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One of the downsides to distance travelling, is that there is years’ worth of exploration to do even within a small area but we were eating up 500kms or more each day - so much space, so little time.
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  • Low cloud rolling in from the Irish Sea wraps around the summit of Mynydd Mawr and adjacent peaks of the Welsh mountains of Snowdonia at sunset. The top of a pine woodland can be seen on the hillside, separated from the background by  sheets of hill fog.
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  • Deserted mountain dirt tracks on the mountain tops of the Keurbooms Corridor that connects the Garden of Eden section of the Garden Route National Park to the Tsitsikamma National Park section. NE of Knysna.<br />
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As we climbed higher into the mountains the sunshine disappeared and a welcome cool cloud surrounded us. The vegetation up here was incredibly varied and abundant. Around this corner I ended up standing on a crossroads surrounded by wild Baboons as I was pre-occupied with the ‘Calling the Herd’ sound sculpture by Strijdom van der Merwe. <br />
It is sad that this corridor from Knysna to Addo used to be used by 1000s of elephants, but since colonisation they have all have been hunted to near extinction in these amazing valleys, that are otherwise still rich in biodiversity. There are no elephants left wandering this area and the Knysna elephants are no more. The ‘death warrant’ was issued and carried out on the tiny remaining population by ruthless hunter Major Pretorius, but even the British Royalty including the Duke of Edinburgh spent days hunting and killing these amazing animals.
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  • I've always loved Lamorna, the cove at the mouth of a huge tangled and lush green valley. In these woods I've stumbled across modern Pagan symbols and charms, I've been spooked by the numerous ghost stories and I'm convinced the woods are watching you. Surrounded by some of Cornwall's most famous burial mounds, standing stones, ancient settlements and Celtic crosses, it's not difficult to understand why us modern invaders are still being checked out by our ancestors. In contrast to the earthy Pagan charms, small paths sometimes lead to the most exclusive hidden cottages in Penwith, and ones I certainly will never ever be able to afford. In this shot, we have a metaphorical as well as literal choice of paths to take, and in this ancient, quiet and dripping woodland, we will find very different destinations.
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  • The dovecot, Penmon<br />
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Available as unlimited A3 & A4 prints
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  • I was actually really excited by the subtle delicacy of it all, really ethereal and slightly surreal. I therefore left this one in colour as the muted shifts of almost desaturated colours present an honesty about the transformation of everyday vistas through simple elemental conditions.
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  • When you see the lush woodland remaining in tiny little patches of Ynys Môn you realise just how lush this country was before man cultivated it for housing & crops. Indeed look to the barren mountains behind & remember most of them would have been forested too. In this little clearing lies a scene that hints back to times that once were, and in so many ways I wish they still existed.
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  • Beautiful light, warm sunshine after yummy food in the Black Cat Cafe at Parc Glynllifon. An enjoyable time making images of this aristocratic but fascinating historical formal gardens near Caernarfon in Gwynedd
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  • They've lost their community but stand proud even in their isolation. In the thick fog they seem more alone than ever, but equally their unique character becomes clearer to see, seperated from the new world in which they now survive.
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  • A pandemic-induced re-wilding, at least in terms of peace, tranquility and a lushening landscape. Footpaths have healed and the sounds of nature were now more audible than the usual screaming of motorbikes racing up the pass.  This landscape is heavily influenced by man of course, but a vivid new sense of nature pervades the whole atmosphere of the place now.
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  • After weeks in self isolation and lockdown in South Africa, walks in the Anglesey countryside really were like a walk to freedom. Everything seemed fresh, special, more intense and beautful than ever before. We really do live in a beautful place.
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  • Echo Canyon is as it suggests, a natural amphitheatre. It consists of a huge concave hollow within colourful sandstone cliffs, carved by the action of water cascading over the top. This area represents the South Easternmost portion of the Colorado Plateau, a thick crustal block of the continent that has been lifted up forming a high desert environment with scattered forest below.
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  • It was strange to be standing in sunshine one one side of the valley, looking towards the banks of fog rolling over the hillsides opposite.<br />
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UNESCO World Heritage Site
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  • A brilliant white dust road leads out of the Tsitsikamma National Park forest and heads towards peak after knife edge peak of the mountain range beyond.<br />
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I can’t get over how high, serrated and steep these mountain pinnacles actually are.
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  • An early morning riverside walk alongside the Severn in Shrewsbury. The air was chilly from the Northerly wind but the sunshine did it's best to spread its warmth and brilliance over this green urban landscape. Birds called to each other and the willows rustled in the breeze. I've always loved strips of nature in urban areas and this river meander almost completely surrounds this ancient town with lush green watery landscape.
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  • An early morning riverside walk alongside the Severn in Shrewsbury. The air was chilly from the Northerly wind but the sunshine did it's best to spread its warmth and brilliance over this green urban landscape. Birds called to each other and the willows rustled in the breeze. I've always loved strips of nature in urban areas and this river meander almost completely surrounds this ancient town with lush green watery landscape.
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  • Early morning fog hovers over a rural Anglesey landscape and old church, between Talwrn and Pentraeth on the isle of Anglesey. As the sun rose the fog became mist and then gradually evaporated and disappeared.
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  • Available in four sizes from 3 x A1 Editions, 5 x A2 Editions and unlimted A3 and A4 prints.
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  • From my book<br />
<br />
"Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)" available here on my website<br />
<br />
The deserted valley and quarrying village of Nant Gwrtheyrn, North Wales. Now restored as a Welsh language & conference centre.
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  • From my book Nant Gwrtheyrn - Y Swyngyfaredd (The Enchantment)<br />
<br />
This book is available for purchase here on www.glyndavies.com
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  • The sun is most definitely lower in the sky, but there's a residual warmth in the earth from the excessive heat of this last summer. I love Autumn for it's light and colours but I know it marks the return of short, dark days of winter, where 'real life' after work, is basically non existent. So I'll try and remain positive about Autumn and pretend it's just a gentle summer instead.
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  • A sudden and MASSIVE squall passed over the small ex fishing cove of Moelfre but clear brilliant low sunshine continued throughout. It was like an enormous explosion rising into the sky.
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  • A sunlit Spring walk through the Newborough Forest towards the beautiful and dramatic island of Llanddwyn.
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  • A short sunny start to a very long wet walk in this Northern tip of Snowdonia, starting at Rhaeadr Aber.
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  • Fairy Ring of red Amanita muscaria toadstool mushrooms next to the Aber river in the hills up behind the high Rhaeadr Aber waterfall.
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  • An historical slate mill and an old sheep farm in mist, backlit by evening sunsine here at Cwm Ystradllyn, Snowdonia, North Wales
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  • Even though the light had almost disappeared, well certainly gone flat, I was amused by the sheep and their reflections in the still lake water, little woolly stars :-)
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  • An early morning riverside walk alongside the Severn in Shrewsbury. The air was chilly from the Northerly wind but the sunshine did it's best to spread its warmth and brilliance over this green urban landscape. Birds called to each other and the willows rustled in the breeze. I've always loved strips of nature in urban areas and this river meander almost completely surrounds this ancient town with lush green watery landscape.
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  • Loe Bar beach is a half mile shingle bank which separates the Loe, the largest natural fresh water lake in Cornwall, from the sea.  Loe Bar was originally the mouth of the River Cober which led to a harbour in Helston. However, by the 13th century the bar had cut Helston off from the sea and formed the pool. The combination of powerful waves, a steep slippery shingle bank and vicious currents make it a very dangerous stretch of beach.
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  • Small coves and inlets, characteristic topography of this amazing and varied isle.
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  • A short sunny start to a very long wet walk in this Northern tip of Snowdonia, starting at Rhaeadr Aber.
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  • Deserted mountain dirt track, the (R339) on the mountain tops above the Keurbooms Corridor, which connects the Garden of Eden section of the Garden Route National Park to the Tsitsikamma National Park section. NE of Knysna.<br />
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As we climbed higher into the mountains the sunshine disappeared and a welcome cool cloud surrounded us. The vegetation up here was incredibly varied and abundant. Around this corner I ended up standing on a crossroads surrounded by wild Baboons as I was pre-occupied with the ‘Calling the Herd’ sound sculpture by Strijdom van der Merwe.  <br />
<br />
It is sad that this corridor from Knysna to Addo used to be used by 1000s of elephants, but since colonisation they have all have been hunted to near extinction in these amazing valleys, that are otherwise still rich in biodiversity. There are no elephants left wandering this area and the Knysna elephants are no more. The ‘death warrant’ was issued and carried out on the tiny remaining population by ruthless hunter Major Pretorius, but even the British Royalty including the Duke of Edinburgh spent days hunting and killing these amazing animals.
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  • The rain was relentless, coming down in sheets across the sombre Welsh hillsides, soaking the landscape and everything upon it. I’d just walked for hours on the deserted gale-blown mountaintops, alone but strangely happy in my solitude. The river in the valley was swollen, fed by the downpour but tumbled excitedly towards the sea beyond.<br />
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The steadfast skeletal trees transfixed me. Their bare branches were almost still in the breeze and their water-drop laden twigs stretched out like a delta. These skeletal figures were in a sort of suspended animation, hidden life pulsing through the outstretched limbs but waiting to burst out in the spring, months from now.<br />
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I didn’t really want to leave but my waterproofs were now beginning to fail after almost four hours of penetrating bad weather. I could hear the rain on my jacket hood and tiny beads of water now ran down my skin. It seemed that if I moved I’d ruin the silent connection between me and the trees, but I did, and it didn’t.
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  • Trees in wall circles, trees outside wall circles, a huge white lane and snowing in sunshine - this lane seemed to be a lane in waiting for something magical to occur.
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  • Wind blows through soft rushes surrounding isolated bare trees at the lakeside of Llyn Gwynant glacial lake in the wide valley of Nant Gwynant in the heart of Snowdonia, Wales. The lower foothills of Wales' highest mountain, Yr Wyddfa (Snowdon) can be seen on the far side of the lake.
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  • Every day, at the same time, flocks of starlings start gathering in nearby trees, so that for 8.00, thet pile into our tiny garden to devour the food we put out for all the little birds, but the starlings don't seem keen on sharing !:-)
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  • Featureless mountain-tops led down to isolated 'findings' before shrubs, trees and man-made forms started dominating the landscape once more.
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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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  • I had been to photograph the ancient Roman settlement of Din Lligwy in the rain, but this derelict old chapel moved me most. At one time this building would have been part of the fabric and centre of local community but in an age where materialism and self preservation have become the game it was quite disheartening even as an agnostic that so much of our spiritual being has crumbled with the stone, the trees bearing witness to once was.
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  • In a landscape that seems so barren, pockets of life form a sort of vegetated oasis. Where there are trickles of water during rain, shrubs grow. Where shrubs grow tress seem to grow, and where trees grow dozens of Weaver Birds flit in and out of huge nests that they have built in the branches. The tree of life is such a cliché but this dead tree really was enabling bird life at least, to survive in these harsh conditions.
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  • In a landscape that seems so barren, pockets of life form a sort of vegetated oasis. Where there are trickles of water during rain, shrubs grow. Where shrubs grow tress seem to grow, and where trees grow dozens of Weaver Birds flit in and out of huge nests that they have built in the branches. The tree of life is such a cliché but this dead tree really was enabling bird life at least, to survive in these harsh conditions.
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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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