I waited for another shot until the sun rose fully above the horizon. As I was manoeuvring to get the full disc behind the Eucalyptus for better lighting conditions, I noticed that in the gentle breeze one branch of the tree seemed caress the great celestial body.
To learn why I was taking such photos, see my moment entitled “Sunworshiper . . .”
Burning the Books
Beginning or End?
Grandad Wade
Beauty
Small blessings #4: Just a touch of rose.
Seven
Glory
Morning Cuppa
Alert