Sunday Selections #626

 

 

 

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. 

Huge thanks to Cie who gave me this wonderful Sunday Selections image. 

The meme was then continued by River at Drifting through life.  Sadly she has now stepped aside (though she will join us some weeks), and I have accepted the mantle. 

 

The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent.  Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to me. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.

 

I usually run with a theme. Last week I mentioned that we planned to go on a cruise on our lake to see the autumnal colours reflected in the water. Sadly we were foiled in that plan. On the days that cruise ran the weather boffins predicted buckets of rain. They were right too. Instead we took a cruise in the opposite direction to have a brief visit to our Governor General's gardens. As is not uncommon, LOTS of photos follow.

We were lucky and had a mostly sunny day. In addition, we took the last cruise to the GG's gardens until September - when we will go again.

For some reason known only to itself blessed blogger has changed the order of my photos.

This yellow box on the side of the Governor General's residence is estimated to be some 350 years old.

The owl perches on the old stable block - which now houses the GG's Rolls Royce - which we didn't see.

The official entrance to the GG's home.

A stylised statue of a Brolga - one of our native birds.

Having to watch where I walk sometimes allows me to see things I might have missed otherwise.

 

The somewhat scruffy looking tree in the centre of this photo is a cutting from a tree at Lone Pine Gallipoli

 

You will have to embiggen the photo above to read it - it was in the Bravery Garden and is homage to the acts of bravery that went unrecognised.

Statues of the emblems of our Coat of Arms, the emu and the kangaroo. I liked that they appeared to be watching the photographers.

This naked nymph is at the landing stage. Apparently the crown above her originally held Queen Elizabeth the second's symbol - but it was deemed (I suspect incorrectly) that she wouldn't want to be associated with the brazen wench.

I love the way the sunlight sparkled on the water.

And the first shall be last. This is the ferry we cruised on.

We only saw a fraction of the extensive gardens in the brief time we were there, but hope to return in Spring.  Kangaroos have made the Governor General's grounds their home but there was lawn moving under way while we were there and they were conspicuous by their absence. If the weather is kind to us we might make a trip in the opposite direction next week to see the Manchurian Pears reflected in the lake.

I hope your week sparkles too.

On the cat front:  Batty did get the all clear to rejoin the family though he still has some healing to do (bone needs to grow around his implants). There was some hissing, some spitting and some very half hearted whacking at each other for less than twenty four hours. They have now settled down very well.