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The Pinnacles, Broken Hill

Clear blue sky is very dull!  But there is something of interest in the image.  These odd shaped mountains appear on the skyline just outside the city.

I had planned otherwise for my closing sky today.  On a hill outside town there are wonderful sandstone sculptures which I saw the last time I was here. I planned to photograph them against the setting sun but we left our run too late, so you don’t get to see them until our return journey.

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  1. I've just been through your holiday so far and wondered how I missed it and then realised you left the same week as us. Your photos are superb and commentary fun to read. I especially laughed at the argument with the GPS and hubby's reaction. It could have been a story from our car.

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  2. I'm still hoping you're going to get a book deal out of all of this. You're so good with the subject and it's so difficult to photograph at all hours of the day but you always seem to pull it off. I'm sure you had a fabulous time.

    I'm joining in late and I apologize for that. Changing my blog format and getting used to the new direction has taken up more of my time than I imagined it would. Blogging just takes up time. Period.

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  3. I meant to say I'm sorry I've missed so much, but I guess that's the same as being late.

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  4. That's certainly big sky country. Though the soil isn't as red as I thought.

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  5. Until my view was corrected by this blog, I imagined all Australia looked like this, with a southern fringe of sand, surf and barbecues

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