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Pink Ladies





The smooth lake looks perfect for gliding on with gentle dipping of oars.  I'm into the groove of relaxation now ... the cares of the city and work a past imagining.

But the restless sea is also close by ... we'll go see the action tomorrow.

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  1. Love this composition.The canoes are lovely, and their colours a joy. But the stillness of the pier and its reflection MAKE this image.

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  2. I agree - fantastic composition! feels like a relaxing day.

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  3. Uh, I don't know if I would be comfortable in a pink boat:):)

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  4. Emile, it is funny that you should say that. The title of this post was in some ways a salute to Jessica Watson who sailed solo around the world when only 16 years old ... her yacht was pink and named Pink Lady.

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  5. Glad to hear that you are having a relaxing time. This view would calm anyone.

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  6. This is my new year's resolution! (not really a resolution - but I'm going with it)
    For 4 years now I've been dreaming of owning a canoe/surfski and taking myself off a'paddlin'.
    (vince would like a jet-ski - so we can go together - not quite sure how that is going to work).
    I've never seen pink ones before.
    Wait til I show Vince!

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  7. I really love this shot :) actually your whole journey south was great to see.

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