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No sun. Clouds so heavy they felt like a blanket covering it all, a drippy blanket at that… but those blue blue waters of the south island just never give up. They just keep on flowing bluer than blue. No matter how you feel.
Yeah, yeah, I keep promising to be better, but it just doesn't happen... I seem to have been so busy with my ever expanding business, which is primarily managing other people's social media, I've truly neglected my own. And it's just easier to post on Facebook, though strangely, it's not as personal as posting here. I will endeavour to be better. And make the time to post here, cos I'm never going to just have the time. 
Titirangi Storyteller
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It’s really not fair. When we have a lack of color, it extends to everything. The Atlantic is never so uninviting as when it’s browny-green. Your water is still cerulean.
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poietes
06/08/2012 at 9:51 am
Yes, I was always disappointed in the Atlantic. It does improve when it becomes the Caribbean, but generally it just does not deliver like the South Pacific or Indian Oceans… But our blue blue waters in land come that way from filtering through the minerals in the mountains… Even our glaciers are blue – not sure how or why, but they are really beautifully blue…
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Titirangi Storyteller
07/08/2012 at 10:34 pm