"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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The sun is up and we are cruising our way back home. Somewhere between Dunnedoo and Gulgong we saw this plantation. I don't know what sort of crop it is. Do you?
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.
No. The two tones, brown and blue are striking. The trees look like they are standing at attention.
ReplyDeleteThey look kind of "nuttish" to me.
ReplyDeleteMaybe pistachio?
Letty, I thought nuttish too.
ReplyDeleteDiane, I guess that is why I can't stop myself taking images of plantations like this ... its their regimentation that makes them beautiful to me.
Yes, I like their regimentation, too. But I prefer this season to their 'clothed' season. I was going to say, perhaps, olive trees.
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