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.
This is fabulous! Happy New Year, Joan Elizabeth.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jose. I am planning on a good one.
DeleteI much prefer moss to fireworks, Joan. The best moss I have seen is on the King Billy pines near the Cradle Mountain Lodge, Tasmania.
ReplyDeleteMay 2015 be kind to you.
I have been cradle mountain and have only a vague recollection of the forests .... it was before I was a photographer which makes all the difference.
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