One thing I love about this part of Australia is that winter is not terribly wintery. Flowers bloom, birds nest, and I do without double glazing and any heating whatsoever. Oh, ok, I do sling a hot water bottle into the bed.
Friend Donna and I walk to the beach and then go for coffee & cake |
The cormorants decorate the trees along the estuary |
Wild flowers bloom |
Even the butcherbird looks benign (he’s not) |
Pea flowers come in all colours |
Sunsets are spectacular and so are the rainbows |
Winter storms dump seaweed along the estuary foreshore |
The blooms are saturated with perfumes |
The bees are out in force |
Fungi |
Buds… |
Oh, the perfume! |
The male sheoak tree, covered in its brown flowers |
The sheoak was buzzing so loudly as I walked by. The bees were so well camouflaged that they were invisible, so it sounded as the tree were singing…
That piece of wood with the butcher bird looked like a female figure at first. Lovely pictures as usual, I would like a winter like that.