I have an ongoing fascination with the short section of the River Rothay near Rydal in the English Lake District, and spend quite a lot of time wandering through the surrounding trees and woodlands. These birches seem to step into the background during summer, when their weeping branches are an obscuring veil, but in winter their bright bark is set off against the russet leaves of beech saplings.
Not long ago I had a tremendously productive dawn photo walk around Rydal Water in the Lake District. One of the great things about photographing at that time of day is that the light changes constantly. I began in near darkness in thick fog and arrived home for breakfast in sunshine. This image of birch trees just as the mist was lifting is a favourite from the morning.
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Sunshine on the flood plain of the River Rothay at Rydal, Cumbria. Click to see a larger size.
This is not a natural cave, but a hole blasted into the hillside just across the lake from the village of Rydal, probably some time in the nineteenth century. The slate from here found its way into the roofs and walls of the houses nearby. There is a half-hearted fence at the entrance, which is more of a warning than an actual obstruction. Even so, I felt a bit uneasy taking this picture because of the large boulders at the back of the cave, which had clearly fallen from the roof.
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