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.
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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