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  • Mosta Cathedral, Malta
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  • 710 square kilometres of incredible white gypsum, that in the evening light pouring over the San Andreas Mountains turned vivid hues of pink & purple. Gentle ripples formed in the sand where this damp and binding mineral has been blown by regular strong winds. <br />
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To the North, almost 60% of these white sand gypsum dunes are still used for military weapons and missile testing - the first Fat Man plutonium bomb was tested in the Northern dunes.  <br />
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And yet, there was such a quietness there, calm and even solitude when you walked a little further into the dunes. We did two visits to this National Monument, and honestly, I could have spent many MANY more days in the minimalist nothingness.
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  • So strange. Beaumaris in June. Normally bustling with visitors, dotted with promenaders, yachts gliding across the Afon Menai and dozens of families crabbing from the pier and eating fish & chips, dive bombed by frenzied seagulls, but not this year.<br />
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There was a gentle, quiet, serenity. Hardly a soul out and about. An old couple sat reading in their car and a man on a bike exercised his dog but really, the only thing happening was nature and the weather, and both were beautiful. I could see Curlew and Oystercatcher on the shore digging for sustenance in the mud bank. Swallows darted overhead and groups of Herring Gulls fished for natural rather than fast food. The tide ebbed and the clouds swirled and shifted rapidly across the being sky. This was pandemic time but for the planet it was a breath of fresh air.
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  • So strange. Beaumaris in June. Normally bustling with visitors, dotted with promenaders, yachts gliding across the Afon Menai and dozens of families crabbing from the pier and eating fish & chips, dive bombed by frenzied seagulls, but not this year.<br />
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There was a gentle, quiet, serenity. Hardly a soul out and about. An old couple sat reading in their car and a man on a bike exercised his dog but really, the only thing happening was nature and the weather, and both were beautiful. I could see Curlew and Oystercatcher on the shore digging for sustenance in the mud bank. Swallows darted overhead and groups of Herring Gulls fished for natural rather than fast food. The tide ebbed and the clouds swirled and shifted rapidly across the being sky. This was pandemic time but for the planet it was a breath of fresh air.
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