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Thursday, January 19, 2012

Water Water

Posted by sarah toa at 8:45 AM

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8 comments:

Wadjella YorgaJanuary 19, 2012 at 8:59 AM
stunning!
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UnknownJanuary 19, 2012 at 9:24 AM
Swoon, the glass off.
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Geoff SJanuary 19, 2012 at 2:48 PM
A rather nice tryptich, Sarah. Your creativity extends beyond the word.
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ChrisJanuary 19, 2012 at 5:29 PM
Beautiful calm water. I have an urge to skim a flat stone...
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Dr Mad FishJanuary 19, 2012 at 6:57 PM
Mmmm......sigh.
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sarah toaJanuary 20, 2012 at 12:58 AM
Chris, 5 bounces. Yeah?
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Nat HallJanuary 20, 2012 at 7:18 AM
wow - it's glass! as polished as a bar of soap! :-)
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Anne NorthJanuary 21, 2012 at 9:29 AM
Perfect...could be a Cath Gordon painting.
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