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I can hear the lake calling my name. Take your time to relax and inhale, come watch as the summertime boys display their tale. A reminiscent breeze carries the sound of gleeful boyish laughter across this magnificent and memorable wooden pier. As warm golden sun's rays caress and infuse their delicate skin, bronzing the boys like they were Greek statues.The freedom summer brings, these carefree and proud boys swim, dive and ride,with sun-drenched hair, in their underwear, these charming boys are beyond compare. Effervescent, vivacious and positively glowing, these precious boys giggle and smile, the perfect album to occupy your mind for awhile.

Original quality. "Am I dreaming? A positively bright and warm smile, that glowing feeling that fills your heart, the kind that makes life feel more worthwhile. Like the dancing flames of a dazzling and captivating campfire Enthusiastic, excited and happy, boyhood laughter drifts across the beach, ambitious and adorable boys with their inflating toys saunter to the seashore. A priceless gift, you have given my mood a lift. The saltwater and warm stones from this entrancing sea vacation will wash and fade away, thanks to you these pictures will stay. Beautiful boys and memories of this gorgeous sunny day." Andy

HQ. "An idyllic setting, the welcoming warmth of a spring day, a perfect way to start the month of May. The trees and flowers blossom as they make their grand entrance in a spectacular fashion. A peaceful pond, beckoning blissful boys to bathe in the energizing waters. The spontaneous nature of teenage boys, a charming group of friends, wearing the latest trends. As they strut with supreme confidence, not a care in their underwear. Another appealing album, as the soothing sounds of spring serenade my soul..." Andy.

Breathtaking views, bicycles and freedom, this lakeside destination. Original quality, expertly chosen, immaculate images, with beauty to be found. Youthful spirits, lighthearted laughter,pure elation. Stunning sights, showcasing wonderful boys around. Andy

The beach is not always a place, sometimes its a feeling.' Sunshine, sand, a jewel, in this paradise on the Black Sea. Excitement float's, like a feather through the air, the heat of a warm breeze. Aroma's rich of salt water, a marvelous yet tranquil scent, earthy. Vibrant, exotic ocean colours of blue, assured to please. Alluring beauty, precious pearls for the eyes to see. Confident, the vitality of youth, as they prance and dance in the sand as if they were on a stage. Adventurous boys, flock to the water, giggling with glee. Treasured memories, enchanting perfection, the carefree age. Inspiring albums, of amazing images, fruit from a never-ending tree. Opening, opulent gifts from a friend who I love to engage. Natural wonders, these prized possessions, absolutely my cup of tea. Andy

'Is it cold?" Refreshing cool air, the shimmering ice, this path we crossed, crystallized by frost. Full of anticipation, before the frigid waters, at last, joy filled memories of the past. Traditions invigorate your soul, a brilliant warm light, melting through the cold night. The annual submersion. This Ice Hole Swim alone is freezing, drenched together, it became an excursion. Andy

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'Is it cold?" Refreshing cool air, the shimmering ice, this path we crossed, crystallized by frost. Full of anticipation, before the frigid waters, at last, joy filled memories of the past. Traditions invigorate your soul, a brilliant warm light, melting through the cold night. The annual submersion. This Ice Hole Swim alone is freezing, drenched together, it became an excursion. Andy

'Is it cold?" Refreshing cool air, the shimmering ice, this path we crossed, crystallized by frost. Full of anticipation, before the frigid waters, at last, joy filled memories of the past. Traditions invigorate your soul, a brilliant warm light, melting through the cold night. The annual submersion. This Ice Hole Swim alone is freezing, drenched together, it became an excursion. Andy

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The orchestral song of birds, wishes hang at new heights, as if they were delicate kites. Beneath its tall green trees, dim lanterns patiently wait to be set ablaze. Dreams do come true, glowing rich azure blue, gyroscooter for you. Soaring with excitement, like a firework bursting in the sky, teeming with pride. Concrete pathways full of memories, laden by the scent of pine, they glide. Riding with grace, around this familiar place, the trails to uncover. The gift held so dear, to travel and discover. Together they hover.'