In time this knock about life must end but for the time being this warmth, this simplicity must be tasted and savoured. Rolled between our fingers, felt and examined like a strange smooth seed pod washed up on a beach.

In time this knock about life must end but for the time being this warmth, this simplicity must be tasted and savoured. Rolled between our fingers, felt and examined like a strange smooth seed pod washed up on a beach.

Such a wonderful part of Australia. Enjoy.
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Oh yes!
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Your two sentences had like a beautiful poem and carry a powerful message for all of us, no matter where we are or what we are doing. Then your photograph accentuates both. Very nice.
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Thank you.
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