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The silver moon falls from sight as the rising tide kisses adjacent piers. The cool morning rests over the gentle bay as clouds commute covering the light of day. Brown thrashers rhythmically mimic stolen song as they traverse the canal. Barefoot toes roam freely frequenting familiar footpaths. Minute minnow mouths toy with the bait bobbing the cork. Experienced hands handle seafood adopting its scent while the blue ***** boil into crimson. Afternoon showers cool the earth as a mysterious moon lowers the tide. Night falls again in Mississippi.
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Jun 6, 2023
Jun 6, 2023 at 4:21 PM UTC
Mississippi
The silver moon falls from sight as the rising tide kisses adjacent piers. The cool morning rests over the gentle bay as clouds commute covering the light of day. Brown thrashers rhythmically mimic stolen song as they traverse the canal. Barefoot toes roam freely frequenting familiar footpaths. Minute minnow mouths toy with the bait bobbing the cork. Experienced hands handle seafood adopting its scent while the blue ***** boil into crimson. Afternoon showers cool the earth as a mysterious moon lowers the tide. Night falls again in Mississippi.
Returning to Mississippi
#mississippi#coast#fish#birds#moon#tides#fishing
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Jun 6, 2023
Jun 6, 2023 at 4:21 PM UTC
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