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18. Farmland
A rural landscape all plotted and pieced is a very attractive sight to me. This one has the added bonus of rolling hills and that tiny little abandoned home in the middle.
This is not the usual sort of piecing together, though, Joan. Perhaps, I am confusing NSW with Kansas, where the piecing seems laboriously rectangular. At least, this style makes it obvious that the trees are valued.
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.
This is not the usual sort of piecing together, though, Joan. Perhaps, I am confusing NSW with Kansas, where the piecing seems laboriously rectangular. At least, this style makes it obvious that the trees are valued.
ReplyDeleteI agree this is more of a single paddock contoured with different crops rather than individual fields. And there are certainly more trees than normal.
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