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The Joy of Taking Pix



I love taking photos. It is something I miss in my deteriorating condition. Taking pictures got me outside where I would rather be. Sometimes I would take pix to document something going on, but mostly I took photos of the incredible beauty of this Island. I am in constant awe of how powerfully beautiful PEI is through night and days, through four seasons and through twelve months. As I can’t get out much anymore I’ll be going back through years of photos and selecting some of my favourites. This photo is from a sunset on the best beach in the world, Lakeside. As so often happened, I was photobombed by a gull. Makes for a better picture.

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  1. Anne (Tripe) CrossmanOctober 10, 2022 at 3:14 PM

    Thanks for your blog.

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  2. Corrine Hendricken-EldershawOctober 21, 2022 at 8:09 PM

    My heart shares your love of Lakeside and photos of this beautiful Island. I can see you walking in a distance and enjoying each step and each lovely hello or stopping to check in. Your Journey is a gift. You have always been a bright light with many gifts. Warm hugs

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