Yesterday the whales eager to make babies were jumping like fleas in a carpet. At one stage there were ten of them in view, wagging and flapping tails and leaping completely out of the sea. As usual, I was always too late with the shutter. None caught in the air, and this is about my best splash.
These babies are (obviously) already made, and Mama and Papa took them for a Fleet Exercise. The teensy one far right was just too cute.
My grandkids are also already made. Here young 5-yr-old R is winning her breaststroke heat encouraged on by little sister J at the Swimming School Gala on Saturday.
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