Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Fingal







                               One of those early winter mornings when getting out of your warm bed seems to be the foolish choice. But, there is always something that somehow persuades you to wake up. Sometimes it has to be a job or a chore that drags you out of bed, but happily on this morning, it was the thought of going to the ocean that twisted my arm. 










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