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Sea lines


I could not go to the seaside without adding to my sealine series.

The camera battery has run out. I've been snapping away blissfully knowing there as a second battery in my camera case but it's gone!  I must have dropped it somewhere in my travels.  What am I going to do now ... I am feeling twitchy from withdrawal.

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  1. Sometimes ( twice) I have gone out with an EMPTY camera, having put the thing on to recharge! I now have two, and check before I leave the house. I cannot stand the withdrawal.

    These lines are gorgeous. Is that rock granite? I would not know, but I do like the effect of weather cracking it along the original flow lines.

    I love your sealines. Go for it. But go back and recharge your battery first.

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  2. That's a beautiful tessellated pavement. Haven't managed to lose my spare yet, touch wood.

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  3. Not a good thing to lose. Hope you find somewhere to recharge. I know the pain. I once ran out early in the only tour of Easter Island I am ever likely to do. My spare was in the hotel room. I now carry 3 - 1 in, one spare, one charging. Once you've done it once you never do it again.

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  4. Interesting lines and textures. The rock looks soft, like folds of material. I always carry two fully charged batteries. Hope you find your second one.

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  5. Ah Julie, if only I had a charger with me I could have done that.

    It seems from all of the good advice that I should be buying 2 new spares not just one.

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