The light on Gower changes dramatically, but during the
winter months it can be spectacular.
November ended with a series of dull, dank days, and cold that gets
right through to the bones.
December looks like it will dawn bright, and with magical light over a calm, pearly sea, it’s also unseasonably warm. By tomorrow everything could change again,
sending us back to low coastal clouds, wind and near-horizontal rain. It’s this unpredictable the weather
that probably keeps most visitors away in winter, but it’s what really defines
living in this marvellous place.
Nights can be clear. Like a headlight in the southern sky,
and away from the lights of Swansea, Venus shines bright above the sea each
evening now. The local
astronomical society holds winter stargazing events in Gower villages, and are always very busy.
The light in late afternoon on Rhossili beach can be
magical, but sunsets are always unpredictable. A layer of cloud settles above the western horizon and I
wait. The temperature drops like a
stone as I watch the sun go down quickly over the Crabart. There is colour, but not enough to
tempt me to stay for a photograph. There will be a sunset, but not the spectacular one I had hoped for, and so I
head back up the steep path to village. In the dying light, I think of the
astronomers heading out, and I’m struck that we still refer to the ‘sun going
down’ - a legacy from the days when astronomers believed the sun went around
the earth.
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