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- Brittany, France
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My blogs of days gone by, their onlie begetters being no more.
OUT WITH MOL - thirty words a day on walking the dog.
COMPASSES - 'Handbook for Explorers', and 'Questions', with Joe Hyam.
COMPASSES - 'Handbook for Explorers', and 'Questions', with Joe Hyam.
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9 comments:
Like the breasts of some long ossified queen. But no doubt you would see things differently.
Well funnily enough that kind of simile did cross my mind...
Tiny mountains, just under the waves; the wonders of the ocean.
Rock pools! Each one a universe in itself.
Oh, is that what those are called.
beautiful, i always want to catch them moving when the tide's in...
Hard to set that love free...
♺ All words used in this comment may be recycled. ♺
J Cosmo Newbery
Notes on a Serviette
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Lots to discover in each nook. We often said that our toddler was clinging like a limpet when she would clutch her dad's leg.
Thanks, people.
I do like the word 'limpet'.
CGP - me too! But I find it hard to believe they do move about, some of them are so encrusted on the rocks it looks like they must have been there forever...
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