It's Autumn, and I am breathing a huge sigh of relief. As the heat subsides I think clearer, and become more creative, and I am reminded that life is good for the living. Deep breaths, smile on face. Yes, yesterday, and even today, maintain a minimum muggishness (is that even a word?), but you can smell winter on the way - oh how I covet those living where there are real winters, with snow and ice.
Even the garden is happier, the bees, both native and introduced are swarming the ever flowering Sacred Basil - I took so many shots, but alas my pocket digital was unable to keep up with the buzzing:
There are roses and Mexican Sage in bloom;
There is Chillies, and Capsicums, and mint gone mad;
And loads of early morning and evening visitors - at any time we may have up to four native species of parrot (Long Billed Corella, Little Corella, Galah, Lorikeet), Magpies and PeeWees, Doves and Crested Pigeons, Sparrows and Starlings, the occasional Wattle Bird, Butcher Bird and Currawong, and at different times of the year, Red Head Finches, all clamouring for a piece of Gothbury Manors backyard haven. *Sigh* This makes me feel pretty bloody good. This morning:
Akasha loves the early morning Autumn sun coming through my study window (pretend you don't notice the dirty windows. Cleaning those is reserved for spring, right?);
Did you miss your last couple of Flashback Fridays? Twas most remiss of me I know. But I have something VERY exciting for you for next Friday, I know you can hardly wait. I'll give you a clue, it's got nothing to due with "Cold Wood". Cryptic, yes, but that's how I roll Dear Reader.