Pinnacle Dog
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I walked the dog out by the south railway tracks again today. I found a dried up old creek bed and followed it for a few k’s. The Pinnacles featured heavily as the only horizon elements. Here they are behind a tree.
The sheer lack of features left me resorting to photographing the micro landscape of the dried river bed I was walking along. Just pretend this crappy weed is a majestic aeons old tree.
That didn’t really work for me either. Next up I took a snap of what I like to call Sprog Grass. I have many pictures of these on my phone. I had been intending to show them to Alan to hear their story. They are common as muck and I am pretty sure anyone in Broken Hill could ID them. I should get onto that.
It was a pretty chilled walk.
The next morning it was threatening rain. Winnie and I walked over Round Hill and back past Perilya mine. The clouds dumped on us as we got back to the ute. We were soaked. Bloody lovely.
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