I’ve been home for a few days and the urge to travel again is constant. It leaves me vulnerable to being impatient, and out of sorts. I have been yearning for the wide open spaces of rural Australia where the horizon is endless. The colours of the land, sea and sky, in a word, amazing. I yearn to wake to splendor. I yearn to wake to a new day. I find this so hard to experience in the city.
The months of June and July flew past. I was busy beyond words but energised. I spent most of my time in the Midwest outback and some of my time in the Southwest where winter had a cold and windy grip.
The beautiful Leaning Tree in Greenough lies in a paddock with grace. I stopped in homage to this magnificent tree.
The colours in downtown Geraldton are beautiful. Would you believe this was taken in the middle of winter?
We drove from Geraldton to Mt Magnet and got to The Granites just before dusk. We scrambled up the rock face to a landscape set aglow.
The contrast between colours of the earth and sky was breathtaking. This was a moment to sit quietly and exhale. So we did.
High above the tiny mining town of Yalgoo sits the Dominican St Hyacinth’s chapel in all it’s one room glory.
From the warmth of mining country to the timbered country of the South West, was a challenge. The drive to Collie from Bunbury was slow but beautiful.
I’m off again next week. Try stopping me!
Until next time
a dawn bird
In response to Word of the Day Challenge – Unstoppable