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.
Window 1 I would worry about the pots hitting someone the head.
ReplyDeleteWindow 2 fantastic :)
I love your contrast of windows.
ReplyDeleteI sometimes find cities uninspiring to photograph, probably because I work there, but I like your two shots. It's all in the details, isn't it?
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