Oh, the colour, the colour! This is all I could think or say yesterday at Rosebud. The kids bathed in the blissful shallow waters of Port Phillip Bay, and I bathed in the colour. I drank teal, till I felt disoriented.
Walking up the long long pier, I had an overwhelming sense ofwalking life's journey, expecting to jump off the end into tropical Bardo. What a delicious breather!

ahhhh



The great pier of life.
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