Tumbleweed It was August (known to be a windy month of the year) and it was blowing a gale. Tumbleweeds hurtled across our path, pressed forward by the busy wind. While I was photographing the tumbleweed, I braved the icy blast to find a few more tiny flowers and fruits by the roadside.
Sweet eye ... really sweet. Wonderful when beauty is made obvious within the usually unbeautiful.
ReplyDeleteI guess the undulations/corrugations were caused by a particular breeze ...
A motor boat on the far side of the lake. Took a while to ripple through to the side we were on.
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ReplyDeleteso nice to be back here this morning ~ your feel of the water is magical!
ReplyDeleteJoan Elizabeth, this is SO beautiful! I could hang this on my wall! Love it!
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