Thursday, September 23, 2010

Finistère rocks




Well, we like it anyway.

11 comments:

20th Century Woman said...

I just love those rocks.

Barrett Bonden said...

I assume some of them are submerged at high tide, in which case I've snorkelled over them and/or their siblings. In my hardier days. Adding water transforms them, provides distance, mystery and a whole new range of light effects. Even wild life. These repeated exposures to Brittany are starting to have a seductive effect - a Lucian equivalent of the Lorelei (Die schðnste Jungfrau sitzet, dort oben wunderbar). For various reasons - not all thermal - we have tended to go south but you keep on reminding us what we're missing. I believe you have been enslaved by the Breton Tourist Authority. Hmmm. Can't work out the pun, though but I'm not asking for an explanation. There's nothing so dispiriting as having to unbolt a joke.

Kelly said...

Welcome back from your get away, looks like you took in some wonderful sites. Great picture.

Fire Bird said...

gosh, is it just me or is there something incredibly sexual about some of these rocks? gorgeous!

Steve said...

Lucy, nice photos. I really like them. Sorry for you loss. My brother passed a little over a year ago. I think of him often and wish we had spent more time together.

marja-leena said...

I love these rocks, but then as you know I'm crazy about them. And I too thought some look quite sexual. Looks like you've had a wonderful getaway with sunshine and blue skies.

Zhoen said...

Broken, bubbly, toothy things.

Nimble said...

Hm, I saw a dog's profile in the group on the left. Didn't see any naughty bits.

Rosie said...

almost as pretty as the chaos!

marly youmans said...

Almost makes me want to do an Andy Goldsworthy and get out there and play.

Bee said...

Did any of those smooth bluish stones make their way into your pockets?