"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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Up early
I'm up bright and early exploring the town of Dunedoo. Its Sunday morning and light frost is dusting the ground. Don't worry this is the only frost shot on this walk.
It's chilly and there's barely a soul in sight ... a perfect day for poking my camera nose over fences.
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 admire your stamina. I can't even get up early here in the sub tropics.
ReplyDeleteBut winter makes it easy because early is really rather late in the day because the sun gets up so late.
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