photography
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Beyond the White Veil
The author tapped their pen against the worn notebook, frowning at the blank page. Outside, the hills of west Wales slumbered in an afternoon lull. They were supposed to be writing about wild hills, about the way the mist rolled in, swallowing everything whole. But the words wouldn’t come. Was it because the real hills…
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Ridin’ High
The sun beat down on me back hot as a blacksmith’s furnace, but I didn’t care a jot. Not today. Today, my legs pumped like pistons, pushin’ that brand new two-wheeler down the dusty lane. My brand new bicycle! It gleamed like a blackbird’s wing in the afternoon light, the handlebars all shiny and the…
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Finding Clarity in the Mist
Mist veils the pathway,Through shadows and uncertainty,We walk with purpose. Anthony As you stand at the entrance of that narrow path, shrouded in mist, each step forward feels like a leap into the unknown. The trees, towering like guardians, whisper ancient secrets as their branches reach out, creating a canopy that obscures the sky above.…
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My Elusive Dream
Through ancient paths, seekers stray,Amidst the woods, where my dreams lay.With every step, anticipation looms,Lost in wonder, pure magic blooms. Anthony For weeks, I’d been on the hunt. The elusive bluebell woods, whispered about in hushed tones by fellow nature enthusiasts, had become my personal grail. Everywhere I turned, the internet boasted photos of these…
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Frozen Flight of Fancy
White on white, a world subdued,Nature’s hush, a solitude.Swans like whispers on the stream,A frozen dream, a tranquil theme. Anthony This image depicts a tranquil scene of two swans gliding gracefully across a wintery river. The artist has captured the elegance of the swans with their long, slender necks and pristine white feathers. The artist…
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A photographic walk around the waterfalls of Pontneddfechan in the Neath Valley, Wales.
Situated in the heart of the Brecon Beacons National Park, renowned for its natural beauty and industrial heritage, the area around the small village of Pontneddfechan adds its own little slice of magic to the area by way of lush green, steep sided valleys and beautiful waterfalls. Special Photographic Features.On this short walk, the highlights…
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The Unfurls of Memory: A Meditation on Cherry Blossoms
White whispers in green,A fleeting dance, then silence,Echoes of us all. Anthony The city was a canvas of green, dappled sunlight bleeding through the leaves of the park. There, amidst the sprawl of emerald, a single cherry blossom unfurled its petals. It was a stark white, almost luminous, with a blush of pink at the…
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From Blog to Bloom: My Escallonia’s Unexpected Root Party.
Hey everyone,You might be used to seeing artistic flower photos and pensive poems on this blog, but today, I’m taking a detour into the world of dirt (literally!). As a plant whisperer by trade, I couldn’t resist sharing the surprising success story of my recent escallonia cuttings – as you can see in this photo.…
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Where Do Dreams Lead?
I had been traveling for months, seeking adventure and new experiences. I had seen many wonders and met many people, but I also felt a growing longing for my home. I missed the green hills, the gentle breeze, and the familiar faces of my family and friends. I wondered if they still remembered me, or…
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Where Wild Flames Play, Untamed by Time
Crackling embers glow,Serpents dance in twilight’s hush,Whispers turn to ash. Anthony Ah, but the fire, my friend, it is no simple flicker of light, no mundane dance of embers. It is a bard on a fiery stage, a tempestuous singer in the velvet choir of night! Look closer, let your eyes be washed clean by…