Porth Tyn Tywyn, Anglesey

I set out on a grey, windy day with a purpose. I headed to the coast at a small beach just south of Rhosneigr. It’s a favourite place to walk and often deserted.

The sea was restless and rushing in, and it was crashing into the rocks, creating spray. Using a longer exposure made the sea look like mist rolling in. A more gentle, calm feel that I love.

This is the second of six studies in rhythm and return — quiet conversations between land and sea.