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Add water to the list of things I like to photograph. I like light playing on ripples, how setting sun makes rivers flow golden, reflections in glassy streams, the bubble of rocky creeks, and the white veil of waterfalls. I also like the foam of the sea on black rocks but never get it right.

Photo: She-Oaks beside Lane Cove River

Musing:
I guess this is about the most famous poem about water.
From the Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
"Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink ;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

The very deep did rot : O Christ !
That ever this should be !
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.

About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night ;
The water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white."

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