Water, water, everywhere

Water: apart from being vital for all known life forms, is also very photogenic. It's one of the reasons I spend so much time shooting seascapes. Overnight rain had already began to evaporate on the Ekki decking of a local pier by the time I arrived, which nicely outlined the individual boards. The blue sky, its reflection, and the warmth of the rising sun did the rest.

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Only me as a witness

There's a strong northwest wind blowing, and that nearly always means rapidly changing weather; great for outdoor photography. I have no predetermined location in mind for shooting this morning, but one or two gaps in the pre-dawn sky give me hope that I might get some usable light at the beach. Surprisingly, my local pier gates were wide open to all comers as I pass by at 05:30 (two-and-a-half hours earlier than usual), and that gave me the option of shooting along the surf line from an elevated position at sunrise.

The gusting winds of the past thirty-six hours or so have blown the beach smooth; I just need some light. Experience, and a watchful eye, tells me I just have to wait - and not for very long, Obligingly, the cloud breaks in the right places and I start to get something good, and because of the early hour I'm the only one there to see it.

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Spring, and spring tide

It's Spring in the northern hemisphere (the vernal equinox was yesterday), and a spring tide - they have nothing to do with the season; they happen every month - at sunrise lures me to the beach. For the most part I try to avoid contrails in images, but this morning they add some much needed detail to the sky.

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Making it work

The visual transition into spring is well established now, but winter appears to be doing its best to reprise its role. The wind is gusting, and temperatures are just a couple of degrees celsius above freezing as I leave home in the pre-dawn gloom.

There's no cloud whatsoever this morning when I arrive at the beach. Photographing the sun rising into a clear blue sky never really works it for me, so today I look to shoot something that's more evocative than depictive.

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Seasonal change

It's just under three weeks until the clocks are put forward an hour, and British Summer Time (BST) begins. I'm already beginning to lose the sunrise over the sea as the seasons change - as well as the event happening earlier and earlier. Soon, seascape photography for me will be over until the autumn.

On the plus side the beaches are virtually deserted at this time of day, so I don't have to worry about any unwanted elements drifting into shot.

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Ad nauseum (well, not strictly true)

Every sky you see is unique; the sea never looks the same two days running. I will never get tired of photographing such mornings. 

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Yesterday's weather, today

I missed my vocation in life: I should have been a meteorologist. A cushy number (and decent money, I would guess), with potential candidates for such an occupation needing (I suspect) to be in possession of the unswerving ability to fashion unrestrained speculation as to what the weather might be for any given day, then simply pass those approximations on to the general public. What could be easier?

Yes, hyperbole, of course (and said with tongue firmly lodged in cheek) as the Met Office does a sterling job most of the time, but when forecasts are more than twenty-four hours out it does make the advance planning of photo shoots difficult. 

What I got this morning should have happened yesterday, but clear conditions and the gorgeous light fifteen minutes before sunrise - and all on a falling tide, more than made up for any inaccuracies incurred by the UK's national weather and climate service.

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