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Reflection


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.

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  1. UnknownApril 26, 2010 at 1:43 PM

    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.

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  2. Megan CoyleApril 26, 2010 at 2:57 PM

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

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  3. Joan ElizabethApril 26, 2010 at 5:57 PM

    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.

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  4. MartinaApril 27, 2010 at 5:35 AM

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

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  5. Mary AnnApril 27, 2010 at 8:54 PM

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

    You've captured a sense of calm so well.

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  6. UnknownApril 27, 2010 at 10:28 PM

    Really cool reflection!

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  7. JulieApril 28, 2010 at 9:12 AM

    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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