such a beautiful place..

What a beautiful place! Wonderfully composed, and a great choice.

Glad you went ahead and entered. Especially with that beauty.

Absolutely beautiful.

Lovely! I agree that the geese really add to the shot.

Only one shot needed! Beautiful and peaceful. I would love to be there too right now. Hopefully you will get some peace soon. :o)

Forgot what I was doing...got lost in in the beauty...way to go, Don!

Glad you had enough time to pick one for the Best Of!

I remember this one so well Don and it gives me a sense of peace. I wish I could be there with you in this scene,oisting a few and smoking a fattie.

Yes, would love to be standing there with you and Bear. When the Ship Comes In Bob Dylan Sung by Marcus Carl Franklin Oh the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be breathin'. Like the stillness in the wind 'Fore the hurricane begins, The hour when the ship comes in. Oh the seas will split And the ship will hit And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking. Then the tide will sound And the wind will pound And the morning will be breaking. Oh the fishes will laugh As they swim out of the path And the seagulls they'll be smiling. And the rocks on the sand Will proudly stand, The hour that the ship comes in. And the words that are used For to get the ship confused Will not be understood as they're spoken. For the chains of the sea Will have busted in the night And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean. A song will lift As the mainsail shifts And the boat drifts on to the shoreline. And the sun will respect Every face on the deck, The hour that the ship comes in. Then the sands will roll Out a carpet of gold For your weary toes to be a-touchin'. And the ship's wise men Will remind you once again That the whole wide world is watchin'. Oh the foes will rise With the sleep still in their eyes And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'. But they'll pinch themselves and squeal And know that it's for real, The hour when the ship comes in. Then they'll raise their hands, Sayin' we'll meet all your demands, But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered. And like Pharaoh's tribe, They'll be drownded in the tide, And like Goliath, they'll be conquered.

You not only have captured the essence/beauty of the area with camera, it is in your memory to go to when needed..

great shot...beautiful color!

The title matches the image very well. Lovely shot.