
Beautiful sea oh beautiful sea
Everything you are of me
Your gentle lift of rolling lines, so graceful so unaware of me
Beautiful sea oh beautiful sea
Please return me to these times, give me wings to follow your lines
Beautiful sea oh beautiful sea
What must you do to be part of me
so lovely….
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Just remember red sky at night sailors delight red sky at morning sailors take warning. And continue to enjoy the night sky while offshore.
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Looks a little bumpy! but have so enjoyed your descriptions…feel like I am right there with you!!! Hope the wind is at your back now
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Beautiful!
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Beautiful and sad
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Lovely words, and lovely photo. Wish I was there. Truly.
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We are having a fine though chilly time in Florida. Missed not seeing you guys. We are all enjoying your posts about your trip…..I can’t imagine how many souvenirs your acquiring…..what’s the count?
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You nailed it with beautiful sea. Just as good as my favourite “I must down to the sea again” I used to talk to the sea when I walked alone on “my Beach” at Mahia NZ. ( Bill McKay’s Mum. ) Your blogs so remind me of my “exploring my own country” days. You will have to return and I’ll work out a private tour of unforgettable places Bill can take you to off the beaten track. Alison mcKay
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I truly hope to get that opportunity, Alison (Bill McKay’s Mum). Until then, let’s keep exploring even the obvious that is around us.
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