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.
The Pinnacles, Broken Hill Clear blue sky is very dull! But there is something of interest in the image. These odd shaped mountains appear on the skyline just outside the city. I had planned otherwise for my closing sky today. On a hill outside town there are wonderful sandstone sculptures which I saw the last time I was here. I planned to photograph them against the setting sun but we left our run too late, so you don’t get to see them until our return journey.
Beautiful. I love this on so many levels. Shape, texture, lighting.
ReplyDeleteThanks Vicki, it was one of rare occasions on this long trip when I could do something photographic rather than just grabbing a snapshot on the run.
ReplyDeleteYears ago my father grew broom millett for the Federal Broom Co; This seed head reminds me of it.
ReplyDeleteThis is fascinating. Was it the stalk without the seeds that ended up in the broom? What happened to the seeds?
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