The oak leaf lettuce that self-seeded from last year has been keeping me in salads for a while now. It’s a solid mass of greenery and the leaves make for delightful patterns. It’s a useful plant as just need to piack a few leaves from the outside to make a green salad. It just keeps on giving.
It’s teeming rain outdoors right now and the heating is on. It is Spring in Melbourne, and it’s been an overcast chilly day mostly today. Who’d believe that for a lot of the previous week it was T-shirt weather, blue skies and sunshine and 21C. Spring is gearing up though and we’ve had a taste of it and it was delicious.
The garden certainly thought so too. The bees were busy in flowers and shrub - a nice steady hum as they flitted about their business. Could almost see those little pollen baskets filling up even without my glasses on.
The blue skies and blossom make for a nice abstraction of line and colour.
The succulent in flowering glory of orange and yellow stood out as a bright spot enjoying the sunshine and providing contrast to the greenery around the garden
The Escalania looking pretty and pink was a magnet for the bees, they were so ecstatic they weren’t still for long enough for my camera to capture them at work, but you’ll be able to imagine a bee here and there on the beautiful blooms below.
Oh and lest I forget - bees love rosemary in flower too.
I never tire of looking up to see the cloud forms above. The wonderfully blue sky on this particular day made for such a vivid contrast for the soft fleecy cloud formations that looked like snow covered alps or further along the skyline became countries surrounded by azure blue oceans.
I was reminded of a favourite child-hood fantasy. Playing with children who lived in Cloudland. We had some fine times too.
My first ever aeroplane flight when I was still quite young totally spoilt that illusion when I realised that we flew through the fleecy clouds scudding about the sky that day. There was nothing whatsoever solid about them after all. No way I could have played on those clouds - and not a cloud land child in sight either. I was very upset, but the hostess that day invited me to help her give out sweets to passengers. It took the edge off my huge disillusionment and I certainly enjoyed the role. I would be an air hostess when I grew up.
Sadly that didn’t happen either as being tall enough to reach the overhead lockers is sort of a necessity, but isn’t something I am.
Oh well. Back to daydreaming. Well when I was with the cloud children I became one of them - I could walk on the clouds too. I could run, jump, hop, skip and turn cartwheels. So my happy daydream companions and our adventures remained a part of my alone moments.
I’m back. Have been at the Melbourne International Film Festival for the past 17 days and managed to see at least two films a day. Still sifting through a very tired brain to begin to write a few posts about some of the films I particularly liked.
Meanwhile during the last week of the Festival there was a Super Moon and I managed to get a quick pic or two.
The cloud cover was quite mystical and as it moved away the moon’s brilliance radiated through the moving clouds backlit the orb itself. I thought perhaps they were giant man-in-the-moon finger smudges of light.