Ray Bilcliff - Photography
@raybilcliff.com
Retired Scuba & Karate Instructor 👌🥋 Photographer of enchanted realms.
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At Whitley Bay the dawn feels near,
The waves roll soft, and the sky turns clear.
Golden light along the bay.
Guides the tide in a gentle sway.
Gulls drift low where breezes play.
Hope wakes warm with the rising day.
The waves roll soft, and the sky turns clear.
Golden light along the bay.
Guides the tide in a gentle sway.
Gulls drift low where breezes play.
Hope wakes warm with the rising day.
December 26, 2025 at 1:08 PM
At Whitley Bay the dawn feels near,
The waves roll soft, and the sky turns clear.
Golden light along the bay.
Guides the tide in a gentle sway.
Gulls drift low where breezes play.
Hope wakes warm with the rising day.
The waves roll soft, and the sky turns clear.
Golden light along the bay.
Guides the tide in a gentle sway.
Gulls drift low where breezes play.
Hope wakes warm with the rising day.
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December 25, 2025 at 9:50 AM
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The wind rolls in with a restless cry.
Waves lift high, then break and fly.
The lighthouse stands where shadows grow.
Its gentle glow on the tides below.
The storm may roar and waters race.
Yet light and sea stay locked in grace.
Waves lift high, then break and fly.
The lighthouse stands where shadows grow.
Its gentle glow on the tides below.
The storm may roar and waters race.
Yet light and sea stay locked in grace.
December 25, 2025 at 9:45 AM
The wind rolls in with a restless cry.
Waves lift high, then break and fly.
The lighthouse stands where shadows grow.
Its gentle glow on the tides below.
The storm may roar and waters race.
Yet light and sea stay locked in grace.
Waves lift high, then break and fly.
The lighthouse stands where shadows grow.
Its gentle glow on the tides below.
The storm may roar and waters race.
Yet light and sea stay locked in grace.
At dawn the arch warms slow and wide.
Soft light spilling down the mountainside.
The sandstone glows where shadows part.
A quiet breath inside the heart.
The canyon wakes in amber tone.
Daybreak hums through wind-carved stone.
Soft light spilling down the mountainside.
The sandstone glows where shadows part.
A quiet breath inside the heart.
The canyon wakes in amber tone.
Daybreak hums through wind-carved stone.
December 24, 2025 at 12:02 PM
At dawn the arch warms slow and wide.
Soft light spilling down the mountainside.
The sandstone glows where shadows part.
A quiet breath inside the heart.
The canyon wakes in amber tone.
Daybreak hums through wind-carved stone.
Soft light spilling down the mountainside.
The sandstone glows where shadows part.
A quiet breath inside the heart.
The canyon wakes in amber tone.
Daybreak hums through wind-carved stone.
Soft hooves hush on the amber road.
Where forest breathes a twilight code.
A lone deer drifts through dust and light.
Paused between the day and night.
Heartbeats rhyme with earth’s deep song.
One fragile step, then moving on.
Where forest breathes a twilight code.
A lone deer drifts through dust and light.
Paused between the day and night.
Heartbeats rhyme with earth’s deep song.
One fragile step, then moving on.
December 23, 2025 at 12:16 PM
Soft hooves hush on the amber road.
Where forest breathes a twilight code.
A lone deer drifts through dust and light.
Paused between the day and night.
Heartbeats rhyme with earth’s deep song.
One fragile step, then moving on.
Where forest breathes a twilight code.
A lone deer drifts through dust and light.
Paused between the day and night.
Heartbeats rhyme with earth’s deep song.
One fragile step, then moving on.
Dusk spills ink on the edge of the sea.
A lighthouse keeps watch like an old sentry.
Tide pools whisper what daylight knew.
While purple and gold trade places with blue.
Rocks wear moss like emerald crowns.
And silence settles as the sun steps down.
A lighthouse keeps watch like an old sentry.
Tide pools whisper what daylight knew.
While purple and gold trade places with blue.
Rocks wear moss like emerald crowns.
And silence settles as the sun steps down.
December 22, 2025 at 11:22 AM
Dusk spills ink on the edge of the sea.
A lighthouse keeps watch like an old sentry.
Tide pools whisper what daylight knew.
While purple and gold trade places with blue.
Rocks wear moss like emerald crowns.
And silence settles as the sun steps down.
A lighthouse keeps watch like an old sentry.
Tide pools whisper what daylight knew.
While purple and gold trade places with blue.
Rocks wear moss like emerald crowns.
And silence settles as the sun steps down.
Gold sand sighs as dark clouds loom.
Waves write vows in a salted boom.
Two shadows walk where day meets night.
Footprints fading, hearts held tight.
Rocks kneel, crowned by foaming lace.
The storm learns grace in the ocean’s face.
Even the thunder slows its pace.
Waves write vows in a salted boom.
Two shadows walk where day meets night.
Footprints fading, hearts held tight.
Rocks kneel, crowned by foaming lace.
The storm learns grace in the ocean’s face.
Even the thunder slows its pace.
December 21, 2025 at 8:21 AM
Gold sand sighs as dark clouds loom.
Waves write vows in a salted boom.
Two shadows walk where day meets night.
Footprints fading, hearts held tight.
Rocks kneel, crowned by foaming lace.
The storm learns grace in the ocean’s face.
Even the thunder slows its pace.
Waves write vows in a salted boom.
Two shadows walk where day meets night.
Footprints fading, hearts held tight.
Rocks kneel, crowned by foaming lace.
The storm learns grace in the ocean’s face.
Even the thunder slows its pace.
Crimson poppies in a field of gold.
Soft flames of memory, brave and bold.
They sway where fallen echoes sleep.
Petals hide the vows we keep.
Sunset bleeds, and the wind replies.
Red remembers, and the Earth still sighs.
Soft flames of memory, brave and bold.
They sway where fallen echoes sleep.
Petals hide the vows we keep.
Sunset bleeds, and the wind replies.
Red remembers, and the Earth still sighs.
December 20, 2025 at 2:18 PM
Crimson poppies in a field of gold.
Soft flames of memory, brave and bold.
They sway where fallen echoes sleep.
Petals hide the vows we keep.
Sunset bleeds, and the wind replies.
Red remembers, and the Earth still sighs.
Soft flames of memory, brave and bold.
They sway where fallen echoes sleep.
Petals hide the vows we keep.
Sunset bleeds, and the wind replies.
Red remembers, and the Earth still sighs.
The distant keeper scans the gloom.
Beyond the crashing spray.
For one faint break of sun that might.
Unwind the endless gray.
He tends his constant flame out there.
When all the stars retreat.
And trusts that on the farthest wave.
The light and dawn will meet.
Beyond the crashing spray.
For one faint break of sun that might.
Unwind the endless gray.
He tends his constant flame out there.
When all the stars retreat.
And trusts that on the farthest wave.
The light and dawn will meet.
December 19, 2025 at 11:59 AM
The distant keeper scans the gloom.
Beyond the crashing spray.
For one faint break of sun that might.
Unwind the endless gray.
He tends his constant flame out there.
When all the stars retreat.
And trusts that on the farthest wave.
The light and dawn will meet.
Beyond the crashing spray.
For one faint break of sun that might.
Unwind the endless gray.
He tends his constant flame out there.
When all the stars retreat.
And trusts that on the farthest wave.
The light and dawn will meet.
Midnight whispers kiss the shore.
Echoes lost forevermore.
A lonely figure, far yet near.
Lost in the night, yet held so dear.
Echoes lost forevermore.
A lonely figure, far yet near.
Lost in the night, yet held so dear.
December 18, 2025 at 12:46 PM
Midnight whispers kiss the shore.
Echoes lost forevermore.
A lonely figure, far yet near.
Lost in the night, yet held so dear.
Echoes lost forevermore.
A lonely figure, far yet near.
Lost in the night, yet held so dear.
Love is a tide that learns your name.
Returns each time, never the same.
It burns, it heals, it pulls, it stays.
A quiet fire through the loudest days.
When night falls hard and doubts run deep.
Love stands watch while the world is asleep.
Returns each time, never the same.
It burns, it heals, it pulls, it stays.
A quiet fire through the loudest days.
When night falls hard and doubts run deep.
Love stands watch while the world is asleep.
December 17, 2025 at 12:05 PM
Love is a tide that learns your name.
Returns each time, never the same.
It burns, it heals, it pulls, it stays.
A quiet fire through the loudest days.
When night falls hard and doubts run deep.
Love stands watch while the world is asleep.
Returns each time, never the same.
It burns, it heals, it pulls, it stays.
A quiet fire through the loudest days.
When night falls hard and doubts run deep.
Love stands watch while the world is asleep.
In this land, let peace arise.
Beneath the vast and open skies.
No war to cast a fearful shade.
Just love and hope that never fade.
Beneath the vast and open skies.
No war to cast a fearful shade.
Just love and hope that never fade.
December 16, 2025 at 10:18 AM
In this land, let peace arise.
Beneath the vast and open skies.
No war to cast a fearful shade.
Just love and hope that never fade.
Beneath the vast and open skies.
No war to cast a fearful shade.
Just love and hope that never fade.
Stone dreams stand where the waters rhyme.
Eilean Donan guards ancient time.
Golden dusk glows on loch and sky.
And mountains kneel as clouds drift by.
Walls remember the blade and flame.
And the silence speaks the castle’s name.
Eilean Donan guards ancient time.
Golden dusk glows on loch and sky.
And mountains kneel as clouds drift by.
Walls remember the blade and flame.
And the silence speaks the castle’s name.
December 14, 2025 at 1:51 PM
Stone dreams stand where the waters rhyme.
Eilean Donan guards ancient time.
Golden dusk glows on loch and sky.
And mountains kneel as clouds drift by.
Walls remember the blade and flame.
And the silence speaks the castle’s name.
Eilean Donan guards ancient time.
Golden dusk glows on loch and sky.
And mountains kneel as clouds drift by.
Walls remember the blade and flame.
And the silence speaks the castle’s name.
Golden dawn spills fire on a breathing shore.
Waves hum secrets the sand has heard before.
Wet mirrors glow where blue tides lean.
Footsteps fade where hearts have been.
Ships drift like thoughts that won’t stay still.
Morning writes peace and bends time to its will.
Waves hum secrets the sand has heard before.
Wet mirrors glow where blue tides lean.
Footsteps fade where hearts have been.
Ships drift like thoughts that won’t stay still.
Morning writes peace and bends time to its will.
December 14, 2025 at 9:44 AM
Golden dawn spills fire on a breathing shore.
Waves hum secrets the sand has heard before.
Wet mirrors glow where blue tides lean.
Footsteps fade where hearts have been.
Ships drift like thoughts that won’t stay still.
Morning writes peace and bends time to its will.
Waves hum secrets the sand has heard before.
Wet mirrors glow where blue tides lean.
Footsteps fade where hearts have been.
Ships drift like thoughts that won’t stay still.
Morning writes peace and bends time to its will.
Sky spills bronze on a breathing shore.
Clouds like ghosts with tales galore.
Wet sand keeps the sun’s last grin.
While waves rehearse how nights begin.
Footprints fade, but moments stay.
Salt and wind and children play.
Day clocks out with a glowing sigh.
Hides its fire where the sea keeps sky.
Clouds like ghosts with tales galore.
Wet sand keeps the sun’s last grin.
While waves rehearse how nights begin.
Footprints fade, but moments stay.
Salt and wind and children play.
Day clocks out with a glowing sigh.
Hides its fire where the sea keeps sky.
December 13, 2025 at 11:35 AM
Sky spills bronze on a breathing shore.
Clouds like ghosts with tales galore.
Wet sand keeps the sun’s last grin.
While waves rehearse how nights begin.
Footprints fade, but moments stay.
Salt and wind and children play.
Day clocks out with a glowing sigh.
Hides its fire where the sea keeps sky.
Clouds like ghosts with tales galore.
Wet sand keeps the sun’s last grin.
While waves rehearse how nights begin.
Footprints fade, but moments stay.
Salt and wind and children play.
Day clocks out with a glowing sigh.
Hides its fire where the sea keeps sky.
Sunset melts along the shore.
Liquid gold on the ocean’s floor.
Waves sweep softly, warm and light.
Tracing sparks through fading night.
Rocks gleam bright in the amber haze.
Holding echoes of sun-soaked days.
A lone silhouette in drifting glow.
where sea and sky breathe low and slow.
Liquid gold on the ocean’s floor.
Waves sweep softly, warm and light.
Tracing sparks through fading night.
Rocks gleam bright in the amber haze.
Holding echoes of sun-soaked days.
A lone silhouette in drifting glow.
where sea and sky breathe low and slow.
December 12, 2025 at 11:19 AM
Sunset melts along the shore.
Liquid gold on the ocean’s floor.
Waves sweep softly, warm and light.
Tracing sparks through fading night.
Rocks gleam bright in the amber haze.
Holding echoes of sun-soaked days.
A lone silhouette in drifting glow.
where sea and sky breathe low and slow.
Liquid gold on the ocean’s floor.
Waves sweep softly, warm and light.
Tracing sparks through fading night.
Rocks gleam bright in the amber haze.
Holding echoes of sun-soaked days.
A lone silhouette in drifting glow.
where sea and sky breathe low and slow.
Dawn paints gold where the soft waves glide.
A glowing path on the ocean’s tide.
Gulls spin songs in the warming air.
while sunlight dances everywhere.
A glowing path on the ocean’s tide.
Gulls spin songs in the warming air.
while sunlight dances everywhere.
December 11, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Dawn paints gold where the soft waves glide.
A glowing path on the ocean’s tide.
Gulls spin songs in the warming air.
while sunlight dances everywhere.
A glowing path on the ocean’s tide.
Gulls spin songs in the warming air.
while sunlight dances everywhere.
The sea rolls in and the winds take flight.
A lighthouse gleams in the fading light.
Darkened skies and waters deep.
Hold their mysteries, their secrets keep.
Through storm and dusk, through calm and tide.
The beacon stands as a watchful guide.
A lighthouse gleams in the fading light.
Darkened skies and waters deep.
Hold their mysteries, their secrets keep.
Through storm and dusk, through calm and tide.
The beacon stands as a watchful guide.
December 9, 2025 at 12:55 PM
The sea rolls in and the winds take flight.
A lighthouse gleams in the fading light.
Darkened skies and waters deep.
Hold their mysteries, their secrets keep.
Through storm and dusk, through calm and tide.
The beacon stands as a watchful guide.
A lighthouse gleams in the fading light.
Darkened skies and waters deep.
Hold their mysteries, their secrets keep.
Through storm and dusk, through calm and tide.
The beacon stands as a watchful guide.
Golden light in water gleams.
Soft waves dance in twilight dreams.
Footsteps fade on sunlit sand.
A silent world, serene, unplanned.
Soft waves dance in twilight dreams.
Footsteps fade on sunlit sand.
A silent world, serene, unplanned.
December 8, 2025 at 11:57 AM
Golden light in water gleams.
Soft waves dance in twilight dreams.
Footsteps fade on sunlit sand.
A silent world, serene, unplanned.
Soft waves dance in twilight dreams.
Footsteps fade on sunlit sand.
A silent world, serene, unplanned.
Dawn rises like a whispered spell.
A quiet hymn the horizons tell.
Gold threads stitch the sky anew.
Pulling night from a seam of blue.
Waves sigh softly as the world takes form.
A gentle flare before the storm.
A quiet hymn the horizons tell.
Gold threads stitch the sky anew.
Pulling night from a seam of blue.
Waves sigh softly as the world takes form.
A gentle flare before the storm.
December 7, 2025 at 8:47 AM
Dawn rises like a whispered spell.
A quiet hymn the horizons tell.
Gold threads stitch the sky anew.
Pulling night from a seam of blue.
Waves sigh softly as the world takes form.
A gentle flare before the storm.
A quiet hymn the horizons tell.
Gold threads stitch the sky anew.
Pulling night from a seam of blue.
Waves sigh softly as the world takes form.
A gentle flare before the storm.
Before dawn stirs, the sky grows thin.
A violet hush where dreams begin.
The lighthouse glows with a steady grace.
A silver flame in a shadowed place.
Tides murmur low on the waking stone.
A whispered oath that the night has flown.
A violet hush where dreams begin.
The lighthouse glows with a steady grace.
A silver flame in a shadowed place.
Tides murmur low on the waking stone.
A whispered oath that the night has flown.
December 6, 2025 at 11:51 AM
Before dawn stirs, the sky grows thin.
A violet hush where dreams begin.
The lighthouse glows with a steady grace.
A silver flame in a shadowed place.
Tides murmur low on the waking stone.
A whispered oath that the night has flown.
A violet hush where dreams begin.
The lighthouse glows with a steady grace.
A silver flame in a shadowed place.
Tides murmur low on the waking stone.
A whispered oath that the night has flown.
Storm-lit heavens rumble low and deep.
Sunset bleeds amber where shadows creep.
Winds lash the shore in a reckless dance.
Clouds prowl the sky with the storm's advance.
But still the sunset glow holds strong and true.
A fierce last flare before night breaks through.
Sunset bleeds amber where shadows creep.
Winds lash the shore in a reckless dance.
Clouds prowl the sky with the storm's advance.
But still the sunset glow holds strong and true.
A fierce last flare before night breaks through.
December 5, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Storm-lit heavens rumble low and deep.
Sunset bleeds amber where shadows creep.
Winds lash the shore in a reckless dance.
Clouds prowl the sky with the storm's advance.
But still the sunset glow holds strong and true.
A fierce last flare before night breaks through.
Sunset bleeds amber where shadows creep.
Winds lash the shore in a reckless dance.
Clouds prowl the sky with the storm's advance.
But still the sunset glow holds strong and true.
A fierce last flare before night breaks through.
Upon the rocks where sea winds sigh.
A tower gleams beneath a painted sky.
Its lantern glows through the darkest night.
A whisper soft and a promise bright.
Though waves may roar and shadows creep.
Hope stands tall and it never sleeps.
A tower gleams beneath a painted sky.
Its lantern glows through the darkest night.
A whisper soft and a promise bright.
Though waves may roar and shadows creep.
Hope stands tall and it never sleeps.
December 4, 2025 at 12:46 PM
Upon the rocks where sea winds sigh.
A tower gleams beneath a painted sky.
Its lantern glows through the darkest night.
A whisper soft and a promise bright.
Though waves may roar and shadows creep.
Hope stands tall and it never sleeps.
A tower gleams beneath a painted sky.
Its lantern glows through the darkest night.
A whisper soft and a promise bright.
Though waves may roar and shadows creep.
Hope stands tall and it never sleeps.
The sun melts into the horizon’s rim.
Brushstrokes of fire where daylight grows dim.
Waves swirl softly over moss-green stone.
A whispered rhythm the sea has always known.
Sky glowing gold and water turning to night.
A quiet world painted in the fading light.
Brushstrokes of fire where daylight grows dim.
Waves swirl softly over moss-green stone.
A whispered rhythm the sea has always known.
Sky glowing gold and water turning to night.
A quiet world painted in the fading light.
December 3, 2025 at 11:24 AM
The sun melts into the horizon’s rim.
Brushstrokes of fire where daylight grows dim.
Waves swirl softly over moss-green stone.
A whispered rhythm the sea has always known.
Sky glowing gold and water turning to night.
A quiet world painted in the fading light.
Brushstrokes of fire where daylight grows dim.
Waves swirl softly over moss-green stone.
A whispered rhythm the sea has always known.
Sky glowing gold and water turning to night.
A quiet world painted in the fading light.
Gold floods the shore as twilight sings.
Dark clouds gather on shadowed wings.
Two figures walk where waves unwind.
Their steps in sync with the drifting wind.
Storm and sunset blend in flame.
Night arrives, but hope stays the same.
Dark clouds gather on shadowed wings.
Two figures walk where waves unwind.
Their steps in sync with the drifting wind.
Storm and sunset blend in flame.
Night arrives, but hope stays the same.
December 2, 2025 at 11:48 AM
Gold floods the shore as twilight sings.
Dark clouds gather on shadowed wings.
Two figures walk where waves unwind.
Their steps in sync with the drifting wind.
Storm and sunset blend in flame.
Night arrives, but hope stays the same.
Dark clouds gather on shadowed wings.
Two figures walk where waves unwind.
Their steps in sync with the drifting wind.
Storm and sunset blend in flame.
Night arrives, but hope stays the same.