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Flower carpet



The sand dunes around Roxby Downs were resplendent with wildflowers. These are known as poached egg daisies.   The late afternoon light was wonderful so more photos below.


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  1. I wouldn't mind having a flower carpet like that in my backyard :)

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  2. I love wildflowers. Desert ones are so exotic to me.

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  3. I really love these photos - the grey weathered bit of tree, the red, red dirt, the poppy-up little flowers.
    I love the tiniest touch of purple in the third shot and the shape of the tree in shot two.

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  4. 4th shot ... whether up or down ...

    love it ...

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  5. oh really a special series to honor this beautiful field of flowers..poached eggs..good name actually

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  6. Such a fine collection of photos.
    The red desert dirt with it's windswept ripples makes a wonderful background to the flowers.

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  7. The reddish soil makes such great backgrouds!

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  8. Great shots make mine of the same flower look ordinary.

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