Bulb time

Bulb planting time – spent the last few days planting tons of bulbs. These were dug up from a large clump and released from each other to start anew. Happy gardening and always be … botanical. 🙂 #

Happy

The popular Pharrell Williams song, Happy, was apparently written with the idea of trying to capture what it felt like to be in a good mood. Many famous poets also captured the essence of happiness by reflecting on nature.

Nature always wears the colours of the spirit

Ralph Waldo Emerson.

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After a day at school we arrive back home to this….and I am content and I am constantly amazed…

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… and I am so grateful for this garden…..

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… its surreal colours, its serene corners ….

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Autumn is a second spring
when every leaf is a flower
Albert Camnus

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and I am happy

It might seem crazy what I’m about to say
Sunshine she’s here, you can take a break…

Read more: Pharrell Williams – Happy Lyrics | MetroLyrics

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What aspect of nature makes you happy?

Spring or Autumn Take #2

After visiting the Melbourne International Garden Show, I am again confused . Are we in autumn? Then these wonderful tulips belong to the Northern Hemisphere not Down Under. e

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This interesting contraption from fifty years ago sorts the bare bulbs into sizes. What intrigues me are the fantastic displays which are often not seasonal and brought here from thousands if miles – was this also the way in the 1960’s or were the seasons recognizable ?

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Thank goodness we finally found some maples turning to mellow yellow.

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More special arrangements to come later – stay posted! Hopefully they will be seasonal too.

Spring or Autumn?

It’s a beautiful day on the Mount. The season is turning and we are approaching the delight which is autumn up here. However, I have this potted plant which I haven’t been able to identify. I have scoured the Plant Encyclopaedia, maybe just looking in the wrong place. It seems like a spring plant not an autumnal one.

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It can’t be a crocus as it doesn’t die back. I thought it was an orchid when I bought it pot-bound at a garage sale in early summer. I repotted it and forgot about it. Now it has this lovely creamy white flower.

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Maybe my little white cat knows what it is!

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Any suggestions welcome.

All the leaves are brown….

And the sky is grey… well, I did go for a walk as the song suggests, on a not-so-winter’s day. The sky may not be very grey but winter is just around the corner. The autumnal garden changes so rapidly that I thought I’d better take a walk and show you around the garden and its variant colours.

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This weeping cherry puts on a very different display in autumn. Gone are the pinks of spring and the greens of summer, now replaced by gold and russet.

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The red hues of the Japanese Maple carpet the ground.

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This maple will soon lose its red hues…

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There will be much time spent raking leaves during the month of May.

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Currently there are many interested Japanese tourists in our area admiring the seasonal changes. These wonderful colours shed a final luminescence before the barren, grey of winter sets in.

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The golden elm resplendent in its regal colours!

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This particular dogwood could glow in the dark!

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Gone are the ornamental apricots on this weeper….

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The cats joined me on the garden tour.
What ever the season in your part of the world, I wish you happy gardening in nature’s truly amazing playground! Thanks for following and may all your days be garden days!

ANZAC Day Tribute

At the going down of the sun
And in the morning
We will remember them

The 98th remembrance of the first diggers of WWI.
Just a couple of kilometres from our home stands a giant, white Memorial Cross. Each ANZAC Day it is the centre point for one of the many remembrance ceremonies to make this important day in our national psyche.

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The many wreaths, some with native banksias and waratahs, line the base of the memorial.

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The 21 metre (69ft) high Cross was originally built by resident William Cameron in memorial for his son and for all those who died in WWI.
It is not a day to glorify war but one to remember the sacrifices of all those who gave their lives, not only in the First World War but all major wars since. Their families, relatives and friends now march in tribute to them and to our collective affinity…. Lest We Forget

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Take a walk on the wild side …

As our autumn starts to reveal its true splendour, we should take some time to walk and wander around the neighbourhood. It’s not often that we can walk in solitude. Invariably our walk is pleasantly interrupted by a quick chat or catch up with a neighbour or two. You see we live on an unsealed dirt road. This road meanders for a couple of kilometres around a State Forest before it joins the bitumen.

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At approximately 700ft above sea level our little road is not particularly beautiful and can be described as quite rugged, however, it is the plant life at this time of year that makes it interesting. When we walked on this particular day, the last remnants of summer revealed themselves to us.

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Just a few blackberries left on this bush.

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Autumnal hues appearing.

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Walking out into the brisk day, we always see something new. It never ceases to amaze us even after ten years on the mountain. This peaceful statue gazes over tranquility itself!

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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both, Robert Frost’s famous poem highlights the single choices that we make in life. The road metaphor is a common one. For us, our little, dirt road on the periphery of a grand forest, is the one which leads us home. I’m sure many of our visitors query our choices in living here – a bush land setting does come with its disadvantages especially in the summer months. Winter fogs and impenetrable sunlight often leave us flat but its when we take the time to venture out and set foot on the road that it reveals many otherwise unseen treasures. Like Frost’s poem, we are happy we took the one less travelled. most of the time, anyway!

Yesterday, we met a dear old soul who has lived up here for ninety years – he has seen it all and continues to appreciate the splendid change of season!

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I also think it takes some internal fortitude to survive the winter on a mountain. There’s the issue of heating to be taken very seriously – we haven’t lit our inside fire yet – ANZAC Day is our start date! Then there’s the burn off of summer debris – we have yet to light our Bon fire to rid us of summer detritus. Before long our wood fire will be going day and night to keep us warm. Indeed our “road” and our choices have their ups and downs – pardon the pun!

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Is the approaching winter season one you relish or one you would gladly relinquish?

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I hope your road at the moment is a smooth one, with few bumps and not too much of a wild ride! Enjoy the wonders of your season!

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