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I was pleasantly surprised at how this photo turned out of the sunlight playing on the incoming tide and this piece of seaweed during a seaside visit with my boys to Whitirea Park last week. I thought I would enhance the image, but still prefer the original.

Words today are like the shells and rope of seaweed which a child brings home glistening from the beach and which in an hour have lost their luster.

Cyril Connolly