Mont St. Michel
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harmony on Tuesday July 7, 2009

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looking out from the Mount. I couldn't get enough of the way the water sits on the sand. It's not a river or a lake, or even a swamp. It is ocean that is at this moment not covered completely. so strange and cool.

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