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Royal Bowral
We spent the day doing the normal things, trawling bookshops and antique shops, eating and keeping and eye out for new Royal Hotels to add to the collection.
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 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.
Bowral, even. Not renovated with much aplomb, seemingly.
ReplyDeleteThats what we like doing especially the book shops and eating. You are going to have me looking out for Royal Hotels now.
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