A freezing cold dawn at Entwistle Reservoir. The sky changes colour rapidly as the sunlight comes over the hills. From peaceful and calm to moody and dramatic in minutes.Heavy mist drifting over the hills in Rivington. As the sun rises the mist becomes coloured and casts a warm glow over the landscape.Stormy skies and bare trees make dramatic images with a low winter sun. Rapidly moving clouds create fascinating silhouettes against the strong colours.The Leeds Liverpool Canal frozen mid winter. The frozen water has it’s own unusual surface and reflections.Even on the dullest of days Entwistle Forest is still full of colour. Despite being very wet and muddy the landscape is still glowing before everywhere turns black.Hidden away down alone behind Hoghton Towers is Hoghton Bottoms. A small community of old houses and farms. After the road runs out the only to get there is along the narrow path by the river that leads to the weir. On a cold winter dawn the sounds are the Kingfishers and the sound of water cascading over the weir. Posts pagination Previous Page 1 … 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 Next Page
A freezing cold dawn at Entwistle Reservoir. The sky changes colour rapidly as the sunlight comes over the hills. From peaceful and calm to moody and dramatic in minutes.
Heavy mist drifting over the hills in Rivington. As the sun rises the mist becomes coloured and casts a warm glow over the landscape.
Stormy skies and bare trees make dramatic images with a low winter sun. Rapidly moving clouds create fascinating silhouettes against the strong colours.
The Leeds Liverpool Canal frozen mid winter. The frozen water has it’s own unusual surface and reflections.
Even on the dullest of days Entwistle Forest is still full of colour. Despite being very wet and muddy the landscape is still glowing before everywhere turns black.
Hidden away down alone behind Hoghton Towers is Hoghton Bottoms. A small community of old houses and farms. After the road runs out the only to get there is along the narrow path by the river that leads to the weir. On a cold winter dawn the sounds are the Kingfishers and the sound of water cascading over the weir.