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  • Rhuddlan and it's castle have been the site of numerous Welsh English battles in history. The castle was originally mostly built of wood and ships used to moor alongside the jetty. Today, a Royal swan peacefully glides amongst the shadows of the castle's trees and a huge driftwood log is the only wooden movement along this shallow river today.
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  • Emerging History, 1957 Capelinhos Volcano, Faial
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  • It is hard to get a good angle on both these impressive buildings, especially in the right light, but this evening everything just seemed to fall into place. The warm dead bracken compliments the colours of this beautiful but now disused historic dovecot. With an original wishing well just up a footpath, this place is steeped in history.
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  • This is a pilot cutter which although looks old, was actually only launched in 1997. These classic gaff rigged boats are an instant visual reminder of the beauty of maritime history, as much as the hardship. In the background squats King Henry VIII's St Mawes Castle (1540 AD) so we have layers of history in this shot
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  • Hand held shot of the moon over the medieval city of Mdina in Malta - ‘The Silent City’<br />
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There is so much history here over thousands of years; so heavily influenced by money, power, opposing cultures and religion; attacks, sieges and massacres. Today however, in its current form, it stands as a romantic and beautiful city, a testament to surviving such a rich and dangerous history.
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  • This path paved with large slabs and stones has usually been referred to as the Roman Steps, but more recently it is believed this impressive path cutting a route through the often silent Rhinoggau Mountains is actually more likely a drovers path. You feel you are stepping in history regardless.
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  • Although I am as guilty as the next person of renting holiday cottages, it is nevertheless such a great pity that these historical and stunningly beautiful buildings are no longer lived/worked in.<br />
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I have seen old photographs of fisher-women in these doorways but now it's only colourful transient tourists who bring any sign of life to buildings which have witnessed so much history.
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  • It was a surreal surprise to find a ram’s skull staring at us from the apex of a derelict tin mining power house. This area is littered with the remains of an historical tin mining industry; exploration shafts now just lush grass-covered conical depressions in the wet moorland. Once a noisy hive of activity and ore crushing, but now just the sounds of the wind through gaps in the walls. Likewise the bleating of sheep still echo across the open landscape, but this poor soul has long past, the bone bleached and dripping with hill fog. It’s strange but there is such peace now on the moors and even the saturating low cloud creates a sense of calm not panic, silence not noise. I felt a deep connection with history and the spirit of the place. Dartmoor is minimal and mesmerising.
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  • Just after the fleeting dramatic light a few minutes earlier, bursting through the mizzly blanket above the Welsh hills, a delicate ghostly vapour now enshrouded the deserted quarrymen’s huts high up in the Dinorwic slate quarries.<br />
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It’s strange studying these old industrial workings, where men blasted away half a mountainside around half a century ago, but I’m also grateful that we have access to this place, and an opportunity to stand and reflect on our history and a way of life long gone, in this country at least. If we don’t consider the past, how can we possibly learn how to go forwards?
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  • International Color Awards 2016 - Nominee in "Nature" category<br />
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When so much of Anglesey has been bought up by the super rich, it is unusual to see any buildings in an historical relatively untouched state. This cottage in a rural backwater, literally! on an untarred country lane, offers a gentle reminder of things that were.
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  • My shadow is included to give some sense of scale to this huge area of industrially scarred landscape. This area has been mined for 4000 years, not 400 but 4000 years! It was once Britain's largest exporter for the precious metal Copper and was known as the copper kingdom. Hundreds of tall ships used nearby Amlwch Harbour to export the material. Now it is unused, though the quality of this ore is outstanding.
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  • The dovecot, Penmon<br />
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Available as unlimited A3 & A4 prints
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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 is a huge area of industrially scarred landscape. This area has been mined for 4000 years, not 400 but 4000 years! It was once Britain's largest exporter for the precious metal Copper and was known as the copper kingdom. Hundreds of tall ships used nearby Amlwch Harbour to export the material. Now it is unused, though the quality of this ore is outstanding.
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  • Enveloped in sea fog, this is the remains the Greek brig, "Athena" -which was wrecked here at Malltraeth / Llanddwyn, Anglesey, in December 1852. It was not a tradgedy as all 14 crew were rescued by local lifeboatmen
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  • It seems that this is the remains the Greek brig, "Athena" -which was wrecked here at Malltraeth / Llanddwyn, Anglesey, in December 1852. It was not a tradgedy as all 14 crew were rescued by local lifeboatmen
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  • Boat wreck exposed at low tide in a moody sunset, near Church Bay (Porth Swtan) North Anglesey. Holyhead mountain is the large hill in the background, situated on Holy Island.
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  • Boat wreck exposed at low tide in a moody sunset, near Church Bay (Porth Swtan) North Anglesey. Holyhead mountain is the large hill in the background, situated on Holy Island.
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  • These are the remains the Greek brig, "Athena"<br />
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It was wrecked here at Malltraeth / Llanddwyn, Anglesey, in December 1852. It was not a tragedy as all 14 crew were rescued by local lifeboatmen
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  • Bwrdd Arthur (Arthur's Table in English), also known as Din Sylwy is a flat topped limestone hill on the island of Anglesey. Located at the eastern end of Red Wharf Bay, approximately 3 kilometres north west of Llangoed. It is the site of a an ancient hill fort dating pre Roman.
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  • Morning sunshne over heavy winter snow, unusually, at Penmon Point, Eastern Anglesey. The imposing cottages of the lighthouse keepers watch over the Penmon Sound.
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  • This ancient castle in South East Anglesey has been used more recently by numerous locals for quiet smokes, beers with friends and intimate liasons!! Only a few years ago you had to struggle through undergrowth and trees to even find the castle but local government are trying to make this special place a tourist spot and are clearing trees to make it more accessible and ready for official footpaths. It is a great shame really because the struggle to get to the lost castle was in many ways reminiscent of the historical stuggles to gain access in our more distant past!
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  • Behind an old watermill, sits the huge Wylfa Magnox nuclear power station. It is situated close to Cemaes Bay on the North of the island of Anglesey, North Wales. Its location on the coast provides a cooling source for its operation. It is the world's oldest nuclear power station and became operational in 1971
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  • Very early morning fog surrounds the historical church and priory at Penmon. Two early birds catch the thermals as gentle sunshine warms the cool air.
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  • The largest iron age settlement / fortress in Britain, Tre'r Ceiri covers the top of a high Welsh mountain, so high that clouds often pass lower than the summit as here. The highest peak on this peninsula hides behind the mist in the background.
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  • Pilgrim's Way Llyn Trail, Iron Age route - A Life path for centuries. <br />
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The largest iron age settlement / fortress in Britain, Tre'r Ceiri covers the top of a high Welsh mountain, so high that clouds often pass lower than the summit as here. The highest peak on this peninsula hides behind the mist in the background.
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  • Huge banks of sea fog swirled in off the Irish Sea, isolating hill summits almost creating islands within the hilly landscape. The iron-age hill fort of Carn Fadryn sits atop the peak in the distance, a large settlement of almost 100 circular huts.
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  • The largest iron age settlement / fortress in Britain, Tre'r Ceiri covers the top of a high Welsh mountain, so high that clouds often pass lower than the summit as here. The highest peak on this peninsula hides behind the mist in the background.
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  • Whilst waiting for my rock climbing partner to arrive, I couldn’t resist shooting this amazing morning sunshine illuminating striking cubist-looking slate crags. I saw them as huge landscape sculptures erupting from the dark grey slate waste all around.
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  • The largest iron age settlement / fortress in Britain, Tre'r Ceiri covers the top of a high Welsh mountain, so high that clouds often pass lower than the summit as here. The highest peak on this peninsula hides behind the mist in the background.
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  • Available as A3 & A4 prints only
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  • Silent Alleys, Mdina, Malta
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  • Nominated in 10th (2017) International Colour Awards (Architecture category) <br />
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Now disused by the #RNLI the old Lizard Lifeboat House still stands, now houses the gear of the Lizard fishermen. It is gradually looking more dilapidated each time I visit but it will always stand as a reminder to me, at Britain’s most Southerly point, of a place from which the bravest men risked their lives to save the lives of hundreds and hundreds of floundering souls at this notorious peninsula. <br />
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To me, the red is not just the gunwale of a boat, but blood, an artery - a lifeline for the sailors against the darkness of their situation.
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  • In the early 19th Century, the capstone was rotated, and the uprights altered to support it. In the process the quoit was lowered considerably. It was said that originally a horse and rider could pass comfortably beneath it. It may originally have been as long as 60 feet in length and is estimated to have been erected in 2500 BC.  In the background stands the famous Ding Ding Mine, where Cornish miners toiled hard to extract tin for world export. It's ironic that whilst we were pulling out precious metals we were simultaneously sinking ancient monuments !
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  • Even as little kids, we would walk the two miles or so from our home on Penmere Hill to this spectacular and popular rocky point of Pendennis Head, just below the famous Henry Eighth Castle. To us, the little fortified blockhouse was a castle in it's own right, and although signs have now been erected to prohibit climbing, we would always be finding new ways of getting onto the ramparts. This was pure magic, and this often stormy point still provides a Sunday viewpoint for hundreds of Falmouth locals.
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  • Don’t usually mess around with PhotoShop, preferring to keep things as natural as I remember, but in this case I just felt it was a lovely pair for my old shot, “Reflecting on Past Times”
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  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
    Shutters in Shadows
  • 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.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.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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  • After a day in thick hill-fog, we slowly made our way to lower slopes and then we could see under and through the fog beyond. Everything was awesome and backlit by the burning ball which had been hiding all day. In this shot you can not only see the orb of the sun but also a large Raven circling overhead. © Glyn Davies 2010 - All rights reserved.
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  • Our ancestors were collecting copper here 4000 years ago and below the surface there are huge caverns and miles of passageways hewn away by men with pick axes. The quarry saw it's most prolific excavation in the eighteenth century when the export of copper made this area very rich, The nearby port of Amlwch Harbour flourished as world demand for this fine grade copper increased. It was why the area became known as the Copper Kingdom.
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  • A fleeting burst of light during an overcast, mizzly day in the Welsh mountains.  The light glowed briefly over Llyn Peris before skipping at speed over the levels of the disused Dinorwic slate quarries and then disappearing altogether.<br />
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It’s strange studying these old industrial workings, where men blasted away half a mountainside around half a century ago, but then seeing so many people using the quarried levels for climbing, walking, mountain biking and general sight-seeing. In a way it’s a really positive thing that so much fun has come out of so much destruction, and hardship for the quarrymen of old.
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  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
    Yellow Window
  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
    Orange Trees
  • Shutters in Shadows
    The Climber
  • 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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  • The first monument before you reach Meini Hirion, (meaning long stones) which are known in English as Druid's Circle.<br />
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This is a prehistoric monument on the hilltop above Penmaenmawr, North Wales. A 1958-9 excavation revealed two three sided cists, (stone slabs placed on end forming a cavity). Each contained a cremation burial, which in one case was sealed by a layer of quartz pebbles. Other finds within this “disturbed circle” were an oval hearth on which flat stones had been placed as if to extinguish the fire; a circular fire pit full of charcoal and a Graiglwyd stone axe. The site has been dated as being as being 1130-145 B.C.
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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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  • On a drearily dull evening, in heavy gales and drizzly weather, we found ourselves in Britain's smallest city, St Davids in Pembrokeshire. A choir was singing beautifully from within the tungsten lit cathedral, whilst outside the mood was sombre, damp and lonely. It was one of those times where it would have been handy to be religious, to join the warm congregation inside, to open your lungs and hear the beauty - yet there was beauty still, in the rustling leaves in the trees, in the perfect curve of the distant hill, of the faint sound of the sea and of the ever reliable advance of dusk
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  • After a day in thick hill-fog, we slowly made our way to lower slopes and then we could see under and through the fog beyond. Everything was awesome and backlit by the burning ball which had been hiding all day. In this shot you can not only see the full orb of the sun but also the distant headlands jutting out into the Irish Sea, backlit by foggy sunshine, sheer magic. So spectacular and like something out of a Sci-Fi film © Glyn Davies 2010 - All rights reserved.
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  • After a day in thick hill-fog, we slowly made our way to lower slopes and then we could see under and through the fog beyond. Everything was awesome and backlit by the burning ball which had been hiding all day. So spectacular and like something out of a Sci-Fi film © Glyn Davies 2010 - All rights reserved.
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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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  • On a strangely wishy washy Corfu day, we had meandered around this ancient Greek castle, fascinated by the series of human shaped graves carved into the limestone. As we left the castle and drove up the hill opposite, typically the sun burst out from under the clouds and splashed light all over the cliffs and hill tops. It was very quiet there, save for the sound of the Cicadas in undergrowth. I couldn't believe we'd found this solitude on Corfu!
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  • It's August, it looked sunny. The hills are swarming with summer walkers, like mozzys on a sweaty cow. I have to go further and further afield at this time of year to escape the vortex desperation of lemmings sucked towards the highest peaks. Arenig Fawr jumped out at me on the map - The description: "To some, the poor Southern relative of the Snowdonia bigger peaks" - but to me exactly the reason to reach for it's summit. The downside to these hills, is that their very disuse means the paths are not so precise, so trodden or so scarred. Map reading and navigation are worthwhile skills but even with my OS1;25,000 the description of the descent as, 'follows faint, sometimes invisible paths, across boggy vegetated hillsides" did worry me a little, especially as the clouds were already thickening over Snowdonia by the time we'd even reached Capel Curig !
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  • Beautiful evening light on the crumbling cliffs of the hill fort at Dinas Dinlle, North Wales. Only around half of this hill fort remains after years of constant erosion from the Irish Sea
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  • An overcast and windless day in Snowdonia last week but the rich Autumnal colours glowed beautifully in the near mirror-like surface of the mountain lake. Reflections in lakes are such a cliché so forgive me, I was just rather taken with the scene anyway and couldn't help jumping out of the van to make this image.
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  • No this isn’t filtered, this was shot in torrential rain that was back-lit by intense evening sunshine setting over the Irish Sea. I’d been checking out the climbing routes in the Dinorwic Quarries, waiting for the sun to come out from banks of heavy cloud, when I noticed a glow on the crags behind me. I rounded the corner and the sky was on fire. A first few drops of rain dappled the slate slabs around me so I hurried to the edge of the levels and rapidly set up my camera before the heavens opened up on top of me. I grabbed perhaps 10 frames in total as the sheets of rain moved across the hillsides. I also saw and managed to grab a shot of a most glorious rainbow behind me.
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  • I don’t even know how it got there but a way off the dirt track had slumped this old truck, its faded layers of eroded paintwork peppered with shot-gun holes. <br />
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Abandoned and left to nature and the elements, this vehicle jolted within me the recognition that nothing lasts forever, that eventually everything becomes dust, but in the meantime is a marker for own place along that road, literally.
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  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
    Window in Circles
  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
    The Italian Connection
  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
    No. 33
  • It’s impossible for me to walk past the old now abandoned lifeboat house at Penlee, Mousehole without stopping to remember, with great sadness the loss of so many brave, amazing men from one small community. <br />
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The Penlee lifeboat disaster occurred on 19 December 1981 off the coast of Cornwall. The RNLB Solomon Browne went to the aid of the vessel Union Star after its engines failed in heavy seas. After the lifeboat had rescued four people, both vessels were lost with all hands; in all, sixteen people died including eight volunteer lifeboatmen. (From Wiki)<br />
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I was living in Falmouth at the time and the shock across Cornwall and indeed Britain was deep and heartfelt. In school we had assemblies to talk about what had happened to these brave volunteers who risked and lost their own lives to save others. Our communities all felt deep sympathy for the families shattered by the loss of these men. <br />
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To stand above this lifeboat house which was abandoned just two years after the disaster is a direct flashback to that shocking time in my childhood.
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  • A woman walks barefoot past Faro Castle, taking a last look at the light before entering the shadows.
    Barefoot Before the Castle - Faro/Po..ugal
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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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  • Druid's Circle in thick fog, Penmaenmawr
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  • After a day in thick hill-fog, we slowly made our way to lower slopes and then we could see under and through the fog beyond. Everything was awesome and backlit by the burning ball which had been hiding all day. The coast of the Northern Lleyn was clearly sillouetted against the bright sunlit sea, yet everything was still partially softened by the thick cloud. So spectacular and like something out of a Sci-Fi film © Glyn Davies 2010 - All rights reserved.
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  • The stone circle of standing stones is called "Druid's Circle' and sits high o the hill tops above the town of Penmaenmawr.
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  • It was slightly nerve wracking walking out onto this old dissused jetty, with wave after wave splashing over my waist every second or so. It really felt as if I was walking on the surface of the sea at some points, and at others where the jetty had broken, I was walking IN the sea! My camera got soaked, my clothes got soaked but I enjoyed the experience anyway.
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  • In an abandoned quarry village, high up in the windswept mountains of Wales, sits a derelict old chapel with it's roof timbers now collapsing inwards but still pointing skywards. It is only the spirit of the workmen in this busy slate quarry that remains, the valley is silent and desolate.
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  • One of a series of images from my project on doors and windows of the world.
    Framed in Blue
  • We stumbled across what we thought was a derelict cottage in the middle of woodland down a tiny track. <br />
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Evening sunlight was pouring through a window beyond, and there was a reflection of the sky and trees in the front windows. I went up to the window &  was shocked to discover signs of habitation. There was even a calendar from 2015 on the wall, yet still I suspected that the place had just been deserted. I took this one image because of the beautiful light and sense of time passing, melancholy almost but imbued with such positive afternoon sunshine. <br />
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It was only then that I heard a car pull up behind us. The very jovial driver was the landowner, and he told us that someone does indeed live there. The tenant is a 75 year old man who refuses to connect any power to the house, even though all the faciities are there. He only has a gas bottle to power his ancient stove. <br />
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This old man has a tiny garden plot over a mile away on a steep cliff side, and he walks there regulalrly to tend his vegetagbles. He has an old car, but that is one of his only links wih modern’ish technology. <br />
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The landowner is in no hurry to move the old gentleman on, and it seems he will see the end of his days in this ancient farmyard cottage, almost off the grid, and I hope deeply happy because of it. <br />
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Next time I’m down, I’d love to photograph the old man himself, if he’d be happy for me to do so. What a character he must be.
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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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  • 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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  • Carn Fadryn - Iron Age Settlement - Llyn, Wales
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