Going NowhereFourteen inches of overnight snow effectively closed the lane to my car; still there's enough for a large snowman. |
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Last GaspDuring the shortened winter days, the school run is not timed in the most convenient way. Today I had agreed to meet my children in the Big Rock cafe, at the other end of the Cob in Porthmadog, where they could wait for me over a hot chocolate, on the basis of the forecast, which proved to be correct; everyone happy! |
Edge of NowhereFreezing fog pulses in and out over Llyn Tegid, leaving behind frost covered trees and a distant view with no revealing scenery. |
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Hot and ColdThe warmth of sunrise over Llyn Tryweryn belies the bitter conditions and the -16C recorded on the car thermometer when I started the walk. |
ThawAs this cold spell lost its grasp, rivers again start to flow leaving patterns in ice, here on the small stream close to Tryfan. |
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Standing OutI first photographed these trees in these conditions on Fuji Velvia with my Canon T90 approximately 10 years ago, didn't quite get it right, and had burnt out areas where the sun shone brightest on the frost and ice. So I was delighted to see the conditions repeated, although the trees are a little larger, and the histogram proved its worth. |
FrostedLlyn Dinas on a bitterly cold morning, grasses and trees covered in frost and a snow covering on the distant Moel Habog.The National Trust currently have a campaign to buy the Dinas estate and save it from commercial development. |
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Snow and CloudI was originally drawn to this scene by the strong light, but as the cloud built, I became more interested in the patterns of snow on the dark frozen waters of Llyn Dinas resembling the cloud formation above. |
IcedMany of the streams had ice clinging to their edges, this particular lump caught my eye because of the light shining through it. Cwm Pennant. |
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Winter PreparationWith the forecast suggesting another cold winter, preparations begin early this year and the fishing boats are removed from Llyn-y-Dywarchen before being trapped in the ice. |
Autumnal LightIn high wind the landscape changes constantly with the fleeting light in this view of Snowdon and Crib Goch from above Nant Gwynant. |
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Forever AutumnThe Hawthorn trees are swathed in berries, bracken has taken on a rich golden tone, Cwm Pennant is a patchwork of light. Autumn at its best. |