One last spin in Bruce. I can't imagine we will brave another trip out this year. Now, in the dark evenings, when the street lamps are spilling gold light over the canals and your breath mists, it somehow feels more like Amsterdam.
One last time
One last spin in Bruce. I can't imagine we will brave another trip out this year. Now, in the dark evenings, when the street lamps are spilling gold light over the canals and your breath mists, it somehow feels more like Amsterdam.
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I like second one.
ReplyDeletebirds always free the cultre always heavy.
That's true! I also took a shot without the bird and it just looks so oppressive. Thanks for noticing!
ReplyDeleteWhat kind of camera do you use? This set of photos are very beautiful. Great contrast!
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