Winter not officially over yet but there are stirrings in the garden! Light pink rose is flowering, with several gorgeous buds, as is the windmill jasmine. The latter has a beautiful scent, though faint.
Thursday, August 13, 2020
Late winter fog
My day off work (Thursdays). Got up to take my morning walk, and noticed the fog around. Usually a sign of a warmer day and indeed it is supposed to be 29 today. A cool and inauspicious start though!
Here are some photos before I started out and of neighbourhood streets along the way, fog-ridden.
Tuesday, August 11, 2020
Cutting from Anne's garden - bromeliad with purple flower spike.
This brom is from Anne's garden. Hers was flowering which was so pretty. She had heaps in the yard, in the ground and in various pots. I hope to do the same.
Mine is in the ground to start with, and is flowering! Matchstick bromeliad
More info about this plant:
August 27, 2020 -
Sunday, August 9, 2020
Exactly, Julia Baird
Three of the things that have kept me going during periods of protracted illness and recovery are: susurrus in the trees (the sound of the wind whispering, rustling), apricity (the feeling of sun warming cold skin on a winter’s day) and, of course, the delicious smell of petrichor. I love these three words.
https://www.smh.com.au/national/alchemy-for-glum-times-awe-of-life-s-wonders-20200807-p55jg7.html
My doctor asked me a few days ago how I became so calm before the surgery. I told her: I prayed, I locked out negativity and drama and drew my family and tribe — all big-hearted, pragmatic people — near. I tried to live deliberately.
“Can I just say,” she said, “you should do that for the rest of your life.”
https://www.nytimes.com/2015/09/02/opinion/was-it-cancer-getting-the-diagnosis.html
Saturday, August 8, 2020
Friday, August 7, 2020
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