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Upon standing on a hill I was able to look down among the Shire and view those hidden chimneys where I could see both life and death among the wildlife. To me the blurred plant life tries to shun the grey withering tree, so my eyes are drawn to the more simple less vibrant beauty of the land.

NEW ZEALAND | Sunday, 30 December 2012 | Views [306] | View Smaller Image

Upon standing on a hill I was able to look down among the Shire and view those hidden chimneys where I could see both life and death among the wildlife. To me the blurred plant life tries to shun the grey withering tree, so my eyes are drawn to the more simple less vibrant beauty of the land.

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