Tuesday, December 9, 2003

somewhere down




when the morning mist rises, exposing the river, she discovers that she is not lost after all, that she is merely a tear and a sigh away from where she was destined to be all along.

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  1. Simply beautiful, with a wonderful mood.

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  2. what's that through the fog in the distance? Regular buildings? A port?
    I love working rivers and bays, the cranes, the smells, the idea of things arriving from all over the world.

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  3. this is a great one, love the mist and the blue, early morning?

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  4. ~you prose adds dramatically to the imapct and emotion in this image, great stuff~

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  5. water is the element that brings residents together ;-)

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  6. Oooh... look at all that blue. I'm stuck on colors today. I was thinking what a nice contrast to all the green from yesterday. :)

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  7. This would`ve been a nice one for my study in blue :-)

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  8. I can hear the lap and smell the salt. The more I look at this image, the more I get the sensation of being at sea ... all at sea, even ...

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