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The show begins


Then hey presto it began ... impossible for me to capture the spectacular 360 degree light show.

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  1. JulieFebruary 3, 2010 at 7:32 AM

    Is that a timber boardwalk stretching out under that astounding sky? Both you and Peter are playing SNAP today!

    Love the "outback" at either sunrise or sunset.

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  2. MartinaFebruary 3, 2010 at 8:36 AM

    hmmmmmmmmm! Both photos! hmmmmmm!

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  3. WinamFebruary 3, 2010 at 9:44 AM

    Oh wow... You really got a great show!

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  4. WanderlustFebruary 3, 2010 at 2:16 PM

    I love the red dirt (or pink dirt in this picture, I suppose). Can't get enough of it. I could stare at it for hours.

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  5. Joan ElizabethFebruary 3, 2010 at 8:23 PM

    Julie, yes a boardwalk leading out to the dune.

    Kristin, I put the image on my desktop today so I have been staring at it for hours. As the sunset progressed the dune got pinker and pinker.

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  6. ABFebruary 3, 2010 at 9:45 PM

    Beautiful. Magnificent Mungo!

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  7. UnknownFebruary 4, 2010 at 12:00 AM

    Both this and the previous post photos are absolutely beautiful! I especially like the top shot: fantastic perspective and light!

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  8. PJFebruary 4, 2010 at 3:28 PM

    I feel like jumping up and down for joy. Incredible, so incredible.

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