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We have been to the beach a number of times recently, each time to our favourite camping spot in Kiama. These trips were not so much about wayfaring, more about rest and reflection in the warm sun.

I do hope you will enjoy the rest and tranquility with me.


  1. It is amazing to me that you manage 2 blogs of exceptional photographs. Maybe it is like eating peanuts; you can't have just one.

  2. It looks incredibly relaxing :) I really like the reflection in this one.

  3. Bill, you are right I can't have just one ... I actually have three blogs. I'm glad you like the photos. I love getting out and about to take them.

  4. This is a almost perfect reflection. No disturbance. Mirror-like.

  5. I envy the solar panel attached to the camper in the center.

    You've captured a sense of calm so well.

  6. Kiama, hah, I had it in mind to go there on Monday but instead went baby-shopping.

    Kiama is my next $2.50 journey, though.


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