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Sea miles
This trip is fast coming to a close so time to take one more look at the sea shore and sigh. I have to admit, it's pretty by the sea. This is Seven Mile Beach.
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.
the point of the headland is the obverse of the point of the sand ... all linked by the lacework of waves.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous ...
Makes me forget the sting of the salt and the rub of the grains of sand between my toes!
A big call, but this has got to be one of my favourite beach on the South Coast.
ReplyDeleteJust BEAUTIFUL!
ReplyDeleteGreat shot - lovely blue colours, lovely patterns in the sand and the waves.
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