Seriously, though, do you ever get hooked on a particular subject and feel the desperate urge to take a thousand pictures of it? ...no? Just me?
Anyway, I think maybe it's the water and rust theme reasserting itself again. There's something about weathered metal grown rough with age and exposure, against the clean, clear blues of the ocean and sky. Not to mention the striped shadow play, the tension of captivity and the frustration of erosion contrasted with the exhilaration of freedom and flight....
Or.... maybe I just think they're pretty.
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