Some is right at eye level, backlit by the angled sunlight.
Some is at the look-up-waaay-up level.
Even in that relatively temperate place, though, you can see the inevitable hurtling down the track.
You can also see a face-in-profile in the shadow (spiky hair, overhanging brow, eye socket, angular nose, and open mouth on the right side of the shadow).
Every day and every walk remind me that I don’t need to go the ends of the Earth to find beauty. It really is everywhere.