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.
you have captured the real Sydney in this photo...
ReplyDeleteSydney meets Samarkand!
ReplyDeleteJust fabulous! Smiling at Mark's comment. :-)
ReplyDeleteYou never know what you might find in the suburbs. Looks like an orthodox church to me.
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