We close a pleasant day out on the breakwater at Mackay.
And its the weekend. Time to find which road beckons.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
You have wandered into warmer climes .... SO nice to see that brush of pink on the horizon.
ReplyDeleteThere is something special being by the water at sunrise and sunset. I often admire your shots of the beach.
DeleteThat IS Queensland!
ReplyDeleteThe sea seems so calm. It almost makes someone who's prone to seasickness like me take up sailing.
ReplyDeleteI'm prone to sea sickness too but it wasn't the boats on this trip it was a ride in the very back of a 4WD bus that had me struggling ... more on that a loooong way further down the track.
DeleteAh ... now QLD to me is not the ocean, but the dry red inland. Strange how our impressions are bedded down ...
ReplyDeleteYou've started an interesting line of thought Diane and Julie. Sailing boats say Sydney harbour to me. Dry red inland says South Australia. So how does Queensland speak?
ReplyDeleteI think it is the extreme lushness of the vegetation that says Queensland to me as well as the heat and humidity that goes with it.
What a beautiful photo.
ReplyDeleteI love the sunlight caught on the side of the boats in the distance.