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.
Sometimes it's easier to go for small scale subjects when there's a grand vista in front of me.
ReplyDeleteI agree. That is what yesterday's post did, I felt if captured the essence of the day ... the blue sea, the lovely sunlight.
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