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Saturday, July 26, 2008

Hanging Out

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Hangin' at Flinders ~ 1
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PhotoHunt prompt #120 ~ Hanging
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Hangin' on a post of the Bay ~
Dryin' Time
Feelin' the warmth of sun rays ~
Dreamin' Time
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Stillness is golden
Memories are foldin'
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Hangin' on a post of the Bay
Dryin' Time
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Hangin' at Flinders ~ 2
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11 comments:

A Wild Thing said...: Very rythmic...feel like I should pick up a guitar...or maybe a didgeridoo...did I mention I am trying to learn how to play one...LOL...not an easy thing to do, but why not, I have the time and space to make the noise.

sharon; July 26, 2008 at 7:29 AM
Ralph said...: After a scrumptious seafood meal, what better way to digest the delectable bivalves with the refreshing, briny sea air...; July 26, 2008 at 7:54 AM
magiceye said...: chilled out! lovely!; July 26, 2008 at 6:31 PM
Baba said...: great shots for hanging out today... thanks for sharing..; July 26, 2008 at 9:17 PM
Sandy said...: Love the ocean...great shots; July 26, 2008 at 10:36 PM
tanabata said...: Very nice. I'd love to be hanging out, enjoying that view myself! :); July 27, 2008 at 12:55 AM
Anonymous said...: Mmmm I love photos of the water. I'd be hanging there, too, if I could!

Here's my Photo Hunt for the day. I'll bet you never heard of this kind of hanging before!
http://newyorktraveler.net/photo-hunters-hanging/; July 27, 2008 at 3:41 AM
Anonymous said...: I can almost hear the waves hitting the shore! Nice!; July 27, 2008 at 5:04 AM
Katney said...: How we would all enjoy some time just hanging out!; July 27, 2008 at 6:29 AM
sammawow said...: What a peaceful post! Nice shots and great take on the theme!; July 28, 2008 at 6:47 AM
tnchick ♥ said...: Looks peaceful and a bit lonely! Nice take on the theme this week.; July 28, 2008 at 2:03 PM

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