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Saturday, July 19, 2008

Light Support

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Structure next to Flinders Yacht Club, Mornington Peninsula. The tiny hub of its watchtower activity is supported by stilts. But the red and green lights, in particular, give support to yachts launching and entering the shallow waters close to shore. Yes, it is a little like support given by lighthouses. But rather than warning of hazards, keeping boats away from dangers near shores, this "lighthouse" guides boats into the shoreline. (The landing area is in the same vicinity as the launching area.) Traffic lights for boats!
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PhotoHunt prompt #119: What IS that?
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I am there
When your landscape is misty
I am there
When your sails are old
I am there
When you feel lost
I am there
When your spirit is
Cold
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6 comments:

Ralph said...: As if a traffic light to invite the watercraft in. A lighthouse means stay away. I never thought of that...; July 19, 2008 at 8:32 AM
A Wild Thing said...: Too bad we need traffic lights on the ocean. The scale of human activity has shadowed every beauty we've known to love.

sharon; July 19, 2008 at 9:46 AM
Hootin Anni said...: This is a very interesting post. I like that you helped explain it all.

My photo hunt this week is a sequence of photos as I open a purchase I made at Michael's Crafts shop. Can you guess what they are before I reveal them?

Come by if you can find time!! Have a super weekend.; July 19, 2008 at 9:59 PM
Carver said...: I like that shot a lot as well as the poem that goes with it. Creative take on the theme. Happy weekend.; July 19, 2008 at 10:28 PM
Anonymous said...: This is a very unique entry, lights for the yachts :)

great weekend to you!; July 19, 2008 at 11:30 PM
YTSL said...: Must admit that it took me a while to recognize your Photo Hunt entry for this week for what it is... this especially since last week's theme was Support! ;b; July 20, 2008 at 12:21 AM

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