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| As it looks here, it might as well have been the Smoky Mountains. But a faint line of the horizon of the ocean can be seen, if you look closely. |
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| As I stood admiring the view, this beautiful red and white cow came walking over the hillside. What could I do but moo at it? But to my great surprise, it mooed back! We had quite a conversation after this, mooing back and forth. It was a very nice cow. |
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| The itty-bitty footpath that I walked down as I got closer to Mevagissey. The road was dangerous and curvy, with lessening chances that a driver would see me before hitting me. The path only fit one of my feet at at time, and my blue jeans ended up soaked to the knees in dew and the light sprinkling of rain that dotted the skies. |