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Taken Informally (Can Speak) P1
WINDOW SHOPPING
YELLING AT SOMEONE
YEAH YOU
WIDE EYED
WHO ME
WHAT TO DO NEXT
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YEAH YOU
WIDE EYED
WHO ME
WHAT TO DO NEXT
Dusk to dawn panoramas.
Using a panoramic film camera in the magic hours of sunrise and sunset, Mark Denton has captured England’s greatest landscapes for his new book England: The Panoramas.
Green green grass of home: View from the Cat's Back Ridge in rural Herefordshire, with Wales on the right, where the Black Mountains ridge looms out of the morning mists
Blackpool illumination: The Lancashire seaside resort is bathed in pink at twilight as the tide recedes, leaving the famous Tower and North Pier reflected in the miles of muddy sand
Red sky at night: The summit of Roseberry Topping commands the northern fringe of the North Yorkshire Moors, a lonely sentinel witnessing the going down of the sun
Touching the void: Dale Head in the Lake District reaches up towards the clouds on a winter's evening, with Scafell Pike, England's tallest mountain, looming in the distance
Over hill and dale: The imposing bulk of Blencathra, seen from neighbouring Lake District peak Low Rigg, reflects the setting sun as shadows fall over the surrounding fields
Green green grass of home: View from the Cat's Back Ridge in rural Herefordshire, with Wales on the right, where the Black Mountains ridge looms out of the morning mists
Blackpool illumination: The Lancashire seaside resort is bathed in pink at twilight as the tide recedes, leaving the famous Tower and North Pier reflected in the miles of muddy sand
Red sky at night: The summit of Roseberry Topping commands the northern fringe of the North Yorkshire Moors, a lonely sentinel witnessing the going down of the sun
Touching the void: Dale Head in the Lake District reaches up towards the clouds on a winter's evening, with Scafell Pike, England's tallest mountain, looming in the distance
Over hill and dale: The imposing bulk of Blencathra, seen from neighbouring Lake District peak Low Rigg, reflects the setting sun as shadows fall over the surrounding fields
Morning has broken: The tall pines of Tarn Hows in Cumbria shimmer with all the hues of spring, as the heights of Langdale and Helvellyn soar in the distance
Only the lonely: A solitary figure basks in the golden glow of sunset at Burton Bradstock in West Dorset, where iconic cliffs and sweeping beaches mark the gateway to the Jurassic Coast
Only the lonely: A solitary figure basks in the golden glow of sunset at Burton Bradstock in West Dorset, where iconic cliffs and sweeping beaches mark the gateway to the Jurassic Coast
