August 23, 2008
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Soul, self; come, poor Jackself, I do advise You, jaded, let be; call off thoughts awhile Elsewhere; leave comfort root-room; let joy size At God knows when to God knows what; whose smile 's not wrung, see you; unforeseen times rather -- as skies Betweenpie mountains -- lights a lovely mile. -- Gerard Manley Hopkins
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This is such a great shot. The colors are beautiful and Meg looks so free! hee.
I would love to say that I felt so free there, but mostly what I was feeling was, "Aah! Aah! Cold water! COOOOOLD water!"...hence the airplane arms. Took a little getting used to. Heh.
Heh. Yeah, I figured that myself, Mags. You're jumping a little high for so small a wave! But when you think of the water as being cold -- it's hilarious!
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