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.
Stark and harsh comes to mind.
ReplyDeleteI think it gets harsher as you head west from here.
DeleteI like the splashes of green vegetation on the red hills. Who says the outback is all flat and boring?
ReplyDeleteFlat or not flat I never find the outback boring.
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