The sun’s last rays descend behind cliffs lining the shore of the Indian Ocean in Western Australia. These stratified cliffs are named Eagle Gorge after the wedge-tailed raptors that nest there.
The omnipresent boab is a delight in the landscape of the Kimberley Outback, Australia. It seems that no two are identical. They can be tall or short, fat or thin, symmetrical or asymmetrical. The boab is a rugged survivor of the seasonal extremes in the Kimberley, aptly named “The Wet” and “The Dry.”
Does a mysterious force draw people to this giant of a rock? The Aboriginal people of Australia call it Uluru, a name that has no specific meaning (at least, from what I know). Some people want to climb it, maybe to get closer to its mysterious power or maybe just because it is there. But, the Aboriginal people say it is a sacred place and should not be climbed. Most people respect the sacredness and are content to watch the sun set over the immense dome.
The sunset was warm and glowing at this popular hiking trail near home in Southern California.
This volcanic crater in Death Valley is 600 feet deep and a half mile across. It is surrounded by a vast lava field which encompasses its younger sibling, Little Ubehebe, along with several other smaller craters.
A grove of slender palms is silhouetted against the evening sky in Laguna Beach, California.
This pier is a lively place any time of day, but has extra charm at sunset. After quite a few days of not posting, I wanted to share something very Californian.