A thing of beauty is a joy forever
Its loveliness increases,
It will never
Pass into nothingness.
He surely wrote this with Hamilton Island in mind. I have seen the island in all seasons, each with its own beauty. The sky is a lighter blue in winter but temperatures hover mid 20C , the springtime breezes caress the palm fronds, afternoon storms are more spectacular in summer and in autumn hardly any rain seems to fall and the skies are crisp blue. But enough words , for this post is supposed to be a wordless . But I just couldn’t resist adding a few ‘brushstrokes ‘with ‘word paint’.
Make sure you click on the image to see the beauty in greater splendor.