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perfection
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| every cloud has a silver lining... |
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| a fisher-woman and her son gather their fishing nets as a sandstorm approaches. |
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| beautiful poison |
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| floral |
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| grace |
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| from flower to flower it goes in search of nectar... |
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| survival of the fittest |
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| solitary |
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| sneak - pic |
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| heavy rain-laden clouds |
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| mating |
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| bubbles of oxygen..bubbles of life.. |
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| ...and the Heavens open up... |
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| flight |
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| footsteps in time |
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| ...and he guides them home... |
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| fishermen walking into the storm |
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| approaching storm: it was a most beautiful yet chilling sight. had to fight the urge to go find shelter first, to take this pic. got drenched in the rain that this storm brought later, though. |
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| the last catch of the day |
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| swaying in the last rays of the sun |
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| another day comes to an end |
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| sunset @ the Barrage |

































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