Striking in purple
This was growing beside a grave in an old cemetery. It must be hardy, because it was all quite neglected.



For Cee’s Flower of the Day ( FOTD)
This was growing beside a grave in an old cemetery. It must be hardy, because it was all quite neglected.



For Cee’s Flower of the Day ( FOTD)
The White Winged Chough builds these amazing mud nests. From a distance these birds look like crows, until they take off in flight. They have very noticeable white flashes on their wings.

They also have amazing red eyes,

And their long curved beaks look mean.

They live together in groups. We found quite a lot of these nesting along a stretch of bush track.

One day I will try to take photos of them when they leave their nests!
I’m trying to experiment with focusing. I’m just starting to understand some of the challenges.
In this shot I focused on the front of the flower and captured a strange shaped that resembles a tongue sticking out.

I love the contrast between the dome shape in the centre and differing texture around. They look a bit like eyes.


This one has a texture like crochet or embroidery in the centre.
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Looking a little promising. Feels like rain in the air

No storm yet. Someone over there got some rain. We got a few drips.

Maybe tomorrow… at least that’s what the weatherpersons say. We’ll see.


For Cee’s Flower of the Day Challenge (FOTD)
This beautiful creature was sneaking around in my garden. What a neck! Wish I’d thought to video it walking around…
I did get a few shots before he flew off.





A selection of daffodils from my garden. My favorite first.



For Cee’s Flower of the Day (FOTD) challenge.
In my backyard I have an old concrete water tank that supplies my drinking water. Its other purpose is home to my climbing roses. When we run out of rain water a very brave water delivery man must meet the challenge of climbing the tank and finding the inlet opening. I often have a difficult choice; water or roses. I generally, and very reluctantly, take pity and prune out a gap.


Today it was windy. Actually that is an understatement; it was blowing a gale. I managed to take some pictures of the roses, but they were being blown around by the wind.

Both the red and white roses are old fashioned singles. Their beauty is pure and simple. Their perfume is heavenly.

Sadly the white rose puts on a magnificent show but it is only fleeting. It only blooms for a very short period of time. The red rose keeps producing flowers for much longer.

Ir rained. It happens but rarely. When I checked my glasshouse in the morning I noticed that each of my new garlic seedlings had a single droplet of condensation on their tip. I thought it was worth a picture.

While I was there I took a picture of my latest achievement. These are my canna seedlings that I struggled with previously. Click here. I have some more in individualised trays. These are the ones I didn’t think would grow. I just buried them all just in case. I think one of my tomato seeds must have dropped in too.

Wandering around my garden today, another clivia. This one much better behaved than the orange one, that was hiding a leak in the pipes. Click here.

This little red pig face popped out in my glasshouse. It’s only a cutting. Its colour is amazing.

An iris, splashing a little yellow.

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