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Jean-Francois CARETTE

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ARCACHON - FRANCE
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Day 257
#theme-halloween-colors.
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#48
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Day 48
Small Japanese bridge spans a river of flowers
(un petit pont japonais enjambe une rivière de fleurs) #theme-blue
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#59
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Day 59
Lubisz żółty, prawda?
You like yellow, do not you? (Vous aimez le jaune, n'est-ce pas ?) #theme-bloom #flowers
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Day 90
Stara skrzynka pocztowa, ...
... która nie odbiera już wizyty listonosza. Une vieille boîte aux lettres qui ne reçoit plus de visite du facteur. An ol...
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#105
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Day 105
L'heure du thé est sacrée.
Czas na herbatę jest święty. Tea time is sacred. #theme-habits
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#129
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Day 129
Very tiny Human has grown : he eats with a spoon !
Week 26, day 176 (Sainte Eléonore, Prosper et Salomon) 189 days left in 2019. Michael Jackson, le R...
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Day 138
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Day 140
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Day 148
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Day 155
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Day 160
Chronię mój kapitał. (I protect my sun capital)
Trop mignon !
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#164
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Day 164
#theme-cold-drinks.
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#179
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Day 179
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#295
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Day 295
#theme-logos.
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#303
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Day 303
#theme-bokehlicious.
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#9
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Day 9
Find the heart (... on the sand)
#beach
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#38
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Day 38
The Landes shepherd on stilts jumps in the air
He does not touch the ground and literally flies on his stilt. (Il ne touche pas terre et vole littéral...
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#39
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Day 39
Giant flowers at carnival
(Elles sont venues tout droit de Rio)
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Day 40
Strange birds, long-legged waders, come to haunt your dreams.
(D'étranges oiseaux fantasmagoriques, aux longues pattes d'échassiers, viennent hanter v...
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Day 77
Gouttes d'eau au ralenti. (Water drops in slow motion)
Woda spada w zwolnionym tempie "Dam ci perły deszczu, pochodzą z krajów, w których nie pada des...
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#109
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Day 109
5 juin
Il pleut ! A la BBC, au milieu des crachotis de la radio, on entend enfin ces deux vers : «Les sanglots longs des violons de l'automne blessent...
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#143
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Day 143
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Day 151
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#161
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Day 161
#theme-relax
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