Over the hill and far away (or so it seems)

 My husband is cooking this evening so I grabbed the mutt and went for a jaunt up over the hill at dusk.

Matilda loves a romp through the tall weeds and disappears completely when off the path. hard to imagine the express way is just over the hill

 I think that this is the fruit of the wattle tree after flowering (I could be wrong)

 Admiring the weeds once again, but I do love their colour

 Skeleton of the flower (weed)

 Golden wattle

 Seed pods

 Thistle plant - grey and old, on its last legs

 Weeds to get lost in

Time to go home....