"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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43. Sea Lines
I have taken lots of sea lines shots but settled on this one because it was taken at dawn which in itself is remarkable given my distaste for early rising.
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.
A belated happy New Year, Joan!
ReplyDeleteLove the light in this photo.
Thanks Vicki. I love the dawn light too ... but I don't like being out of bed early enough to see it :-)
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