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.
Goodo, I am glad he sent it to you. I would like to be able to get more bird's-eye views of places as Jim has here.
ReplyDeleteI like the birds eye perspective too.
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