Terry's Timeout

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

With the wind whipping the spray into the air
I hear the waves’ glorious poundings on the rocks
The cries of the gulls
Are lost in the rush

Trée said...: Alright, now you're just rubbing it in. :-D

But it feels so good, so just keep rubbing. Reminds me of the Smokey Mountains, that is if you took the water out of the picture. :-); Tue Aug 15, 02:18:00 PM PDT
Minka said...: Very mysterious pciture, along iwth teh words almost traumatizing...in a good way :); Tue Aug 15, 05:52:00 PM PDT
:P fuzzbox said...: Great post. Your words compliment the pic well. Have you ever went to my fuzztexas blog? I would love to hear your opinion on it.; Tue Aug 15, 07:50:00 PM PDT
tsduff said...: Trée - :-D I've never seen the Smokey Mountains in person, but I imagine they could look like that.

Monika - oh no! I don't want you to be traumatized! It is a fiercely dramatic place, but it is all good :-)

Thanks Fuzz - for the kind words. As a matter of fact yes, I have lurked at the Texas blog, but never left a comment. Truely awesome pictures there. (Even the toilet paper documentation.. LOL); Wed Aug 16, 12:29:00 PM PDT