"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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Ok I know they are not ducks, but they were bobbing around on the water just like ducks. I am so used to seeing seagulls flapping about by the sea or screaming for a taste of my fish and chips I didn't realise that sometimes they decide to just chill out.
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.
Pseudo ducks
ReplyDeleteDucks in disguise! :)
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