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.
I am enjoying this decay series, but I guess this is not new for you. :-) Love the cropping below.
ReplyDeletei LOVE this!!
ReplyDeleteAw, a peaceful little spot. Wonder what stories that house, that was once a home, has to tell :D)
ReplyDeleteI bet the trees were only saplings when the house was inhabited.
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