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. Himself arrived home at the end of last week. He loved his time away and has thousands of photos to go through. And I am not exaggerating.
However, this week I will give you more from the garden, part of a bird, and the last of the shots he sent me from his phone.
I am reverting to type and mostly featuring individual blooms.
Almost the last of the tulips.
The pergola, festooned with the white banksia rose.
A Green Goddess Calla Lily. The white ones have been and gone, and the coloured ones are yet to bloom.
This orchid flower spike caused me to curse the birds. It was eight or nine inches long, and had many buds. Until a vandal bird pinched the end off it leaving only three blooms. Sigh.
The deed had been done, so this wasn't the culprit, but he hightailed it along the veranda as soon as he saw me. Guilty conscience?
And a return to China. The skinny one went to the Great Wall on a weekend. And it was very, very crowded.
So he went back again a few days later.
Much more better.
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. Himself arrived home at the end of last week. He loved his time away and has thousands of photos to go through. And I am not exaggerating.
However, this week I will give you more from the garden, part of a bird, and the last of the shots he sent me from his phone.
I am reverting to type and mostly featuring individual blooms.
Almost the last of the tulips.
The pergola, festooned with the white banksia rose.
A Green Goddess Calla Lily. The white ones have been and gone, and the coloured ones are yet to bloom.
This orchid flower spike caused me to curse the birds. It was eight or nine inches long, and had many buds. Until a vandal bird pinched the end off it leaving only three blooms. Sigh.
The deed had been done, so this wasn't the culprit, but he hightailed it along the veranda as soon as he saw me. Guilty conscience?
And a return to China. The skinny one went to the Great Wall on a weekend. And it was very, very crowded.
So he went back again a few days later.
Much more better.
