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Category: Holidays
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#holidays #food #seafood #shellfish #summer #scallops Summer might appear to be over with cascading rain falling past the window, but there’s always a reminder of those warm summer day lovingly prepared in their shells and lavished in a sauce from the region with onion, carrot and tomato perfection ? quite possibly as the taste sensation…
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#simply6minutes Hidden away some place near the coast out of the sticks this wonder lies location perfect for anyone searching for sun its a wonderful place to visit daily activities in the market and fun and games on the beach you’ll want to have a room there – but the accommodations really small
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The image below is from Tirachard Kumtanom on Pexels. #MFFFC #FFFC #Pool #Holidays The Sun Shines Brightly but little one is a bit wary to dip toes in cold But what’s floating round by the waters edge colourful water toys I wanna play now so on goes the special suit letting me play ball in the air it…
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#holidays #memories Summer Arrival means visiting places you have not seen before moments you capture through the digital eyeball and captured scribble reminding you of flying kites on golden sands and ice cream moments when the sun goes down the music plays out loudly while greek dancers dance
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written in response to https://athling2001.wordpress.com/2025/05/04/response-jsw-challange-3-31-2025/?_gl=1*12qkszs*_gcl_au*MTA5NTkyMzAzOS4xNzQzNTk1NDg5 You had an idea from the mingling sand gathered around your sandals The expotition short leading to azure waters and happy shellfish and skipping about the golden dunes palm trees the odd green lizard
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#Family #Footprints #Sand Making your mark on the soft golden sand below saying hi to crabs and seagulls alike, brief though as the tide clears up
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Furry friend arises through many coloured flowers to wish his owner a very happy mummies day as she is speshul
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#memories #fears it hadn’t been the first time I’d taken the dizzy heights but I knew the leaders of scouts wouldn’t see me tumbling crossing the gap of the Irish waters on planks of finest oak sharpened the mind for it was wasn’t the wood I was fearful of but the way the bridge copied…
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#simply6minutes With Christmas over The maidens wanted away from the ice and snow They travelled by plane nearer the equator line white sand and blue skies Temperature high as the plane door opened up to a wall of heat Bags left in hotel changed into beach swimming gear into waters blue water cool but not…
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#octpowrimo #island #sea Taking a nap in the summer sun Reality is its cargo wasn’t the most precious thing Even after it was left to rust by the rocks A plethora of visitors came to look at the Shipwrecked boat by the rocky hills Usually coming to the site by boat Rallying round to grab…
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