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.
Makes me feel like I am falling off the cliff :)
ReplyDeleteYeah, me too. I am not made for heights like these - not even in photos ... ;-)
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