Summer at the beach

Since we all seem to love boats so much… just a pretty picture of a picture perfect holiday village on the beach with a beautiful boat just waiting for the tide to come in and sweep it off for an adventure…
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Since we all seem to love boats so much… just a pretty picture of a picture perfect holiday village on the beach with a beautiful boat just waiting for the tide to come in and sweep it off for an adventure…
Written by Titirangi Storyteller
26/01/2012 at 12:01 am
Posted in Photography
Tagged with Beach, boat, holiday, New Zealand, Photography, Project 365, Raglan, summer, vacation
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It's here - the long anticipated end of the world year. While I am concerned for our ever increasing numbers of sheer nutters, I'm sure it's not the end of the world. If it was - I'd say it's been a damned great ride. Since it's not - it's a damned great ride!
Where's my palamino?
Titirangi Storyteller
These days it's all about the Photopo, but I also write fiction. You can find some of my short stories here.
One photo every day (well, almost every day) taken to a different dimension, funny, poignant, sad, hopefully clever... Observations about living in this world and pondering the possibilities of others. To view the archive, click here.
If I were an island, I should lay in wait until a kind bird came and sat upon me to keep me company. And if a shipwrecked sailor drifted upon my shore I would be in heaven.
Do you feel like an island? Or like a sailor? Maybe it depends on the day or the time of day or the island or the sailor. I'd rather be a bird. Would I rather sit on the island? Or on the sailor sitting on the island? And what of the water? Surely the water would want to have a say in all of this. The water would probably insist.
Appease the water, bird, island and sailor, dazzle it with trinkets and pretty words.
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Makes me want to go slather on the sunscreen and put on a big hat. Grab a big glass of lemonade and launch that little boat and just let it take me where it will. (In reality I guess my husband will have to man the oars so we get back for lunch
Happy Daze
01/02/2012 at 3:15 am
Well, if you were in the village of Raglan, where this was taken, you would probably just amble around the protected cove. Wander outside of it and you would find yourself being tossed wildly on a ferocious surf beach (remember my surfer shots???) but in the cove – you don’t get much more romantic than that…
Titirangi Storyteller
03/02/2012 at 9:52 pm