stones on the shore

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More found photos… how I have always loved the patterns of stones by the water, the colours of wet and dry

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Suddenly recalling a few lines from a sonnet by the old Bard:

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shore, so do our minutes hasten to their end;
each changing place with that which goes before, in sequent toil all forwards do contend.

– Wm Shakespeare

November 25, 2013 in Photoworks, Rocks by Marja-Leena