Wednesday 11th September
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And so there you are
Holding out your hand
Calling softly in the mist
Leaving footprints in the sand
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It’s you, my precious son
Reaching across the ocean
Your voice carried over waves
Filling me with emotion
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Remembering you with love
My Angel in heaven above
xxxxxx
Damp and misty
Steely grey skies
Certainly not as many enjoying the beach today
Warm clothes being worn now…… No more bikinis and boardies 😊
Grey skies over the harbour
All the self-drive boats have been taken out of the water until next spring
The famous green door, on Virgin Street
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
It’s gray and misty here today, too. Not a good day to go out four-wheeling!
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Hopefully the weather has brightened up a bit for you.
Four-wheeling? Sounds like good fun 😊
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It has! Yesterday and today were beautiful. Thank you!
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Good weather always lifts my mood. Sunshine is good for the soul.
☀️😊☀️
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What’s that secret you’re keepin’?
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😊
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❤ Always the echo of Frank's voice in your ears.
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Oh yes, he’s always there with me.
x 👼🏼 x
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🙂
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A green door with tales to tell well photographed
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Ohhh, so many tales, I’m sure… It belongs to the bakery, is over two hundred years old and has been ‘listed’.
A much photographed subject.
x
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beautiful. i am always so touched by your postings. Thank you for taking the time to create and share.
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And thank you so much for stopping by and reading….
Most kind of you.
x
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