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BlogFest 2012 Day 12 - Shadows

Posted by Claudia Moser on 2:37 PM in ,
Leigh's prompt is simple but yet puzzling, shadows. Since it is a rather grey damp day (where is my golden October gone?) I remember the nice walks on the beach in Estonia during the summer evenings, below a picture which simply bring back the shadows of old memories.


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Dort würde ich auch gerne lang laufen...

Herbstlichen Gruß und Sonnenschein

Cloudy


Love this photo Claudia, especially where the sun is shining on the water in the background. I love how you have made use of the word 'shadows' in this post - very clever! Shadows of old memories. I like that!


@Cloudy - es ist meinstens einsam aber sehr schoen
@Diane - thank you, nice memories ...


I wish I had more memories of the beach


Dearest Claudia,
Oh yes, beautiful picture of the sun shining on the sea and beautiful sky. "Shadows", all right(^_^)v
Lots of love and hugs from Japan, xoxo Miyako*


Yes, our memories can sometimes be shadows...hopefully happy ones!

Susan
http://todaysworkingwoman25.blogspot.com/


Very hopefully happy memories/shadows. Nicely done. Wonderful photo. Thank you for sharing.


Lovely take on the prompt. I love remembering and being haunted by the shadows of memories!

Kathy
http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com


@Adam - true!
@Miyako - Estonian beaches are really nice!
@Susan - happy shadows, yes, better!
@Humor after 50 - thank you!
@Kathy - haunted memories ... that does not sound so positive!


Perfect take on the prompt!


I love the picture :)


@Journey of Life - thank you
@Jenn - me too, nice memories

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