Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Sunday, 2 August 2015

Sunday Selections #235

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
 
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life.  The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.  Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
 
Like River I usually run with a theme.   Apparently there are two types of people; big picture people and details people.

I fall into the details category most of the time.  I am fascinated by detail and often miss the big picture while I revel in it.  My ever loving family describes it as 'small things, for small minds'.  

So this week I am showing some of the details in our garden which have been fascinating and delighting me.

 Frosty violet leaves.


The camellias in particular have been a joy.  The blooms are big and blowsy, and I love the details in their centres...









There are lots of wall flowers, and they make a nice splash of colour, but I think the detail of the individual blooms is even more impressive.


Sunday, 26 July 2015

Sunday Selections #234

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
 
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life.  The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.  Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
 
Like River I usually run with a theme.  This week I am focussing on a grey day - which was saved by splashes of colour.

We had some rain overnight, and the day dawned grey.  Uniformly grey.  Dismally grey with a slow dribble of chilly drops falling from the sky.  I had to go into town early (Lifeline) so started out the door.  I saw a splash of colour in the garden and came in for my camera.

Sunshine on stalks.


A neigbour's wattle is out too...


And then I remembered some colour in the city, so I kept my camera and headed into town.

It was still grey, and drizzling when I got into town but there was colour there too.  One of the streets in the centre of the city has been converted to 'shareware'.  The road is now shared by pedestrians, cyclists and cars.  The speed limit is 20 kilometres an hour (just under 12.5 mph), and cars have to give way to pedestrians (though thinking of my friend in hospital I won't argue that point).  To make the changed focus of the area clear it has both signs and decorations.














The birds are stylised gang-gang cockatoos, the emblem of my city.  That said, while I hear them pass over (they have a call remarkably like a rusty gate creaking in the wind) I have never seen them in my suburb.  Or indeed in the suburb in which I grew up.  This link will take you to a picture and some information.

The next building is after the share way - but I enjoy the reflections in the windows no matter what time of day or year I see it.


Sunday, 19 July 2015

Sunday Selections #233

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
 
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life.  The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.  Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
 
Like River I usually run with a theme.  This week I am going to start with a mystery.  Hopefully someone will have an answer for me.  

Is this an insect nest, or a home for eggs?  And what type of beastie built it?  It is two or three inches long.  The strands move in the breeze.



And, because I know that insects give some people the squicks, a portrait of Jazz.  Hogging himself's part of the sofa and daring him to try and sit down.  

Jazz stretched out on the carpet - he is a big boy isn't he?


And Jewel, who is nearly as camera shy as I am, curled up tight as a ball on top of her cat cave.  She only gets into it when it is reeeeeally cold.  


 And some more not quite frozen bubbles.  They lose their irridescence, turn white and partially freeze in the temperatures we have been getting.  The weather, while not precisely balmy, hasn't been cold enough for a little while.  I am hoping for a minus eight or nine (C).  I am probably the only person hoping for a minus eight or nine.







 

Thursday, 16 July 2015

Batty Old Broad

Or, how your friends see you...


A friend referred to me as a batty old broad* in a recent email.

If I had to summarise myself I think I would go with 'obsessionista' but I am also quite comfortable squeezing my batty old head into the cap my friend gave me.

What phrase would your friends use to describe you?

And do you agree with their assesment?



*And in case you were wondering, the battiness in question was my current obsession with going out early on frosty mornings to try and freeze bubbles.

Like this...


I am determined to get it right. 

Sunday, 12 July 2015

Sunday Selections #232

Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
 
The meme is now continued by River at Drifting through life.  The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to River.  Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
 
Like River I usually run with a theme.   Last week we headed off to our National Arboretum for the 2015 Warm Trees exhibition.


I am a big fan of quirkiness, and enjoyed myself thoroughly.
 
Volunteers have knitted squares, scarves and shapes which have been installed in the forests as part of Canberra Tree Week.  This year more than 250 knitters contributed scarves to adorn the trees in their least colourful time of the year and to encourage people into the forests.












Californian Fan Palm


Just look at those spikes!











I discovered (after we had got home of course) that there was a smear on the camera lens.  Apologies for that.