"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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You know I love reoadside grass. We've gone quite a long way down the road, time we headed back to the caravan park and my warm cabin. We are not quite done yet, i have a few more shots back at the camp.
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.
I love all the blues and greys.
ReplyDeleteI love grasses too. These definitely look blue with cold.
ReplyDeleteI would not have ventured out of my warm cabin even for blogging.
Is that a ray of light in the background? Whatever it is it looks fantastic amidst all that blue.
ReplyDeleteSimply glorious. There's usually a good measure of tranquility in your photos, and this one has it too. I love how peaceful it is.
ReplyDeleteLovely lovely lovely ... the light in the background adds a quasi-religion aura to the entire scene.
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