"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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We spent Easter out at our bush block and I convinced hubby to take me on a drive. Where will be go? I looked at the map and said there is a place called Worlds End, let's go see it.
So we are zipping along the road much travelled heading to Mudgee. I love this road.
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.
Love this shot - makes me homesick for Ararat.
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