A bit rushed this week, there’s been gardening and ANZAC Day and a multitude of little jobs to complete. I took this last week just after sunup, the mist retreated and clung to the mountain like fairy floss.
This pair were a little disappointed yesterday morning, someone else ate the remaining seed.
‘Okay you lot, I’ll dazzle him with my charm and good looks while you make a break for it through the fence.’
This rose is from a friend’s garden but they gave us a clipping to grow our own. Can’t wait.
If you remember last week’s post with the pathway of white heart arches, well this is where it ends. Due to the amount of people around I couldn’t get a whole view from start to finish.
This fine looking outfit is part of the Laidley Light Horse re-enactment troop. They were part of the parade on Anzac Day. We marched behind them and let me say that I’m still nimble on my feet while dodging the little offerings left by the horses.
I can’t recall the name of this tree but the flowers are great. Didn’t see the bee at first, it looks like he’s bathing in a little pollen bathtub.
After taking last week’s sunset I shot this while waiting to go in for dinner. By the time we’d finished our meal the tide was in and a gale blew salt spray everywhere. It’s called the Lighthouse and the food is excellent.
One thing I find amazing about the Wood ducks in this picture is that they’ve all survived. Their ranks are usually thinned right down to two or three by predators at this stage, a bit of good parenting I’d say. Anyway I took the pic through the car windscreen, the wallaby looks like she’s playing crossing guard.
This rotunda is at the gardens from last week, where they hold marriage ceremonies. The life size deer statue in the background looks a little lost.
I felt like a voyeur when taking this shot. With the street lamps she should have plenty of light to read by at night.🙂
Another week over and more pictures to troll through. I hope you enjoy them and come back next week to see what’s on offer at The Writer’s Room.