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.
It really, really is.
ReplyDeleteYou should print that one and hang it on the wall.
Breathtaking! Thanks for posting. magical
ReplyDeleteA little winter wonderland!
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ReplyDeleteIt's gorgeous, Joan!
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