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| Grace Transfixed |
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| many colours of weather on Patricia Bay |
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| windspray sky at MacCauley Point |
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| Country Church near Brentwood all day the shadows were changing as the storm clouds hurried to and fro and branches bent in gusts - there is light! - no- there it is, over there!! Quick ! |
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| the dying sun in his shroud is sighing Clover Point off Dallas Road |
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| The path to the sun |
“For me there is only the traveling on paths that have heart, on any path that may have heart, and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length--and there I travel looking, looking breathlessly.”
Carlos Castenada
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| A lonely gate on a less than travelled road. It needs a key but where does the road on the other side lead? |
Flibberty gibbous Venus at Dusk
as she glides in and out of the sun's shadow as the moon
An earth of adventures
Reaching between sea and sky, the boy spots something hidden
