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reaching heavens


reaching heavens, originally uploaded by Ghost Particle.

Do visit my Crissy Field collection@flickr. I really love this series of flower, birds, beach and magnificent vistas at the Golden Gate National Parks Conservancy. Thank you :)

[+] Crissy Field

Comments

Kavi said…
Fascinating ! They indeed seem to reach out to the heavens !!

I take a bow sir !
venus66 said…
Wonderful!
Arv said…
Thought I had crushed a few of them when I was rolling over there with someone :P

Good to see that they have born again :)
brocasarea said…
nice man:)
Jeevan said…
Wonderful pixel bro!! loved this series :)
Ghost Particle said…
[kavi] thank you sir :) i love your photo journals more :)

[venus] thank you :)

[arv] bro...ahha! something something :) definitely good spirit :)

[brocasarea] thanks bro.

[jeevan] thank you nanba :)

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