"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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Unpromising
We are staying in a motel in a very unpromising street of industrial buildings. I picked this one because I liked the vibrant blue and the way the frangipani softens the scene. The weather continues to drizzle.
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.
A cute surfing shop!
ReplyDeleteAnd no surf in sight. Its a few blocks away.
DeleteI agree, striking colour scheme - good sign and that lovely old tree :D)
ReplyDeleteIt gets attention. I would never paint anything colours like that myself ... too conservative I guess.
DeleteGood shot with lots of points of interest: bold colour, graffiti, rusty corrugated iron, and warped tree, to name a few.
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