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Out of the blue

We have been away for a week, with no internet, and therefore nothing new on the running wave.  I have over 400 photographs to trawl through before I can post anything here, so in the meantime, here's a modest collection featuring blue, starting in Marrakech
Spain
Melbourne
New York
Applecross
Long Island
 Marrakech again,
 across the sea, to Jura
Spanish fishing nets
Aboriginal totem pole, Melbourne
Prestonpans, near Edinburgh
the Dandenongs, Victoria, Australia
the Mornington Peninsula, Victoria
 the paps of Jura

No, not in Salcombe, Port de Soller, Majorca!


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  1. The Salcombe boat certainly bought back an avalanche of great memories, one of my most favourite places on the planet. And I have walked past that so many many times.
    Old Girls is fab too.
    Cheers to Blue.
    xxx

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