"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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31. Misty mornings
Mist is so mysterious. I have quite a lot of misty shots from mist fingering its way through the mountain valleys to country towns quiet and secret like I showed at number 16. But mist by the water is perhaps the most charming of all so I chose this one taken at Wentworth Falls lake.
Yes, with just a hint of background. Good to get the imagination expanded. There is another terrific misty shot here https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=4838304251210&set=a.1151662087460.18268.1704890317&type=1&theater
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.
Now, that's misty! Love the shot.
ReplyDeleteIt was one of those VERY foggy days. In fact I am not altogether sure this was morning or whether it was later in the day.
DeleteYes, with just a hint of background. Good to get the imagination expanded. There is another terrific misty shot here https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=4838304251210&set=a.1151662087460.18268.1704890317&type=1&theater
ReplyDeleteYes that is a lovely shot. I see the similarity, most of the rest of the world completely blanketed.
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