Twas the day after a blow. The fronds were clean and happy to wave about in the breeze for me. And for that I was grateful. Then I stopped them in their tracks with this snap with a camera with a long lens and a short slow film.
It wasn't the first time I'd got out the car that day either. The time before this I'd strolled then taken refreshments. It was that sort of day
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