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The River Across the Street

LMW-The-Poet

Published: Jun 1, 2014

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Description

This is across the street from where I fossil hunt. My favorite river.

I used to fossil hunt right on its edge about 40+mi away from here... Memories.

Image size

2048x1536px 2.04 MB

Make

SAMSUNG

Model

SCH-U380

Shutter Speed

1/693 second

Aperture

F/2.6

Focal Length

3 mm

ISO Speed

Date Taken

May 31, 2014, 3:06:55 PM

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