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 am enjoying this decay series, but I guess this is not new for you. :-) Love the cropping below.
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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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