"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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Sandy path
I decided to leave the bike path and head home. Mmm this path is not leading to the sea as I hoped. It is running parallel to it. I can hear the waves rolling to my left.
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.
I love these sandy paths near beaches. It makes a good shot too, leading your eye into the photo. Where did it lead to I wonder?
ReplyDeleteI find the soft sand rather hard to walk on.
DeleteI love the mystery of an unwalked trail. Good shot.
ReplyDeleteI do too provided I am not feeling tired and have a good sense that I am not lost!
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