The wind blew the clouds away yesterday and we enjoyed some blue skies and cold sunshine. The seagulls however, were not enjoying the high winds and were playing it safe on the ground, except for a few daring souls. - Fern Long
"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land, "This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem.
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The air reflects beautiful in the choppy water. Great shot.
ReplyDelete"Courage!" he said, and pointed toward the land,
ReplyDelete"This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon."
In the afternoon they came unto a land,
In which it seemed always afternoon.
All round the coast the languid air did swoon,
Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
Full-faced above the valley stood the moon;
And like a downward smoke, the slender stream
Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem.
TENNYSON