20/15: spring under an azure sky

What a wonderful day to be alive: not a cloud in the sky; a great day to be out in the garden. Having already worked out there, it’s time to share a few snaps from the treasure trove that is called Spring.

44/14: potty about petunias

After our recent trip to France, where summer flowers abounded in pots all over Argenton-sur-Creuse, I came home inspired to recreate some of that floral Frenchiness.
Here are the results:

 

28/52: the sneaky camellia revisited

Last year I posted about the sneaky camellia. Each year I smile again to recall that story. It’s still going strong after all these years, and I have to admit to not even fertilising the poor plant at all this year.

I love having a number of self-sufficient plants in my garden. I also love the fact that I found a couple of baby camellias growing under the main plant, which I have potted up. The search shall soon be undertaken for a new home for the offspring.

What do I have in common with the next two photos? Whilst the flowers are budding camellias, I am a budding author. Is author too strong a word for a blogger? Does one have to be professional (as in earning money from writing), to be termed an author? I would love to know what you think.

This one reminds me of a fried egg, with its white outer and yolky inner. Thank you for the underline on yolky. I know it’s not a real word. It’s a jokey.

9/52: a respite of rain

Unlike the northern hemisphere, we are still experiencing summer, and yesterday, after days of averaging over 30 degrees Celsius, the rains came.

The garden welcomed the water from heaven. Later the sun broke through, and although the lilies had taken a bit of a battering, most other flowers and plants were looking good after the moisturisation. Humidity was higher than usual, or at least it seemed that way. Sometimes I think Melbourne experiences a mild tropical flavour. Let’s face it, the seasons are changing. Whether it’s due to global warming I am unsure, but one thing is certain: we do have variety.