So much happened last weekend. Most of the things I found were during a drive to Murwillumbah plus bits and pieces around my besties place. There were things made of plastic, flowers, big things, small things and of course some birds.
Lets begin with the first thing we saw on the road to Murwillumbah. Cruising through Mooball we just had to stop at the Moo Moo Cafe as the biggest motorbike I have ever seen was “parked” outside. As a bloke who loves his MotoGP and road racing since the days of the Yamaha TZ750’s, this one was worth a quick stop.
Of course, the first stop was for coffee. This time we went to a cafe I hadn’t been to before. The inside was rather funky and we sat up the back so we could people watch and take in the feel of the place. I liked the lights.
One wall had some wacky art works and the biggest paella pan I have ever seen.
Of course the Op-shops had to be explored. I found one of my favourites, an elephant. It was made of plastic but at $45 it stayed in the shop.
So did the rocker. I think it was a deer?
The Garden around the Civic Centre was bursting with flowers. The Lilli Pillis were lovely.
I think this is a Lilli Pilli too but not sure.
Hanging around the garden was this little Water Dragon. He just ran every time I came near but stopped for a minute for me to get this shot before scurrying off again.
On the way to the Art Gallery is a Kapok tree whose seed pods were bursting open.
The Tweed Art Gallery is always a stop off when there are new exhibits. Only one really took my imagination. The art of Philip Wolfhagen was the best and well worth a visit. I just love the Margaret Olley Art Centre as I always find something that I hadn’t seen before. This time I found a chook. Okay, it may not be a chook but I want to think it is.
Looking out of the window we saw a storm heading over the range and over Mt Warning. They are always spectacular and dramatic looking.
That night the Huntsman came out from behind the cupboard to check out what we were doing.
The next day the overnight rain had refreshed the garden and it seemed that there were flowers everywhere. The scent in the air was from the Jasmin growing on the old fence around the garden.
And from the Wisteria growing on the arbour.
A splash of yellow caught my eye. It was a Day Lily all by itself standing tall.
The Azalias were full of blossoms.
The red of these tiny flowers provided a contrast in the garden.
There are Pansy’s everywhere, but these small ones looked a treat as they spilled over the edge of the garden.
I disturbed a small spider who had folded the petals of a Gazania. He was gone in a flash, probably in case I thought he was a snack.
High in the sky a couple of Kites wheeled about.
They didn’t come down very close unfortunately.
Walking around not caring about much, an Emerald Dove just walked down the track.
While a Galah sat on the powerline looking rather fluffy.
Among the bushes, a Brush Wattlebird was calling.
The Wonga Pigeon didn’t seem to mind the rasping call and sat around watching what was going on.
Late in the afternoon, it looked as if the wattlebird had its pants on fire.
The next morning back at home, the Satin Bowerbird was getting into the Honey Gem before the Blue-faced Honeyeaters or Friarbirds were awake. This bloke did look rather serious didn’t he?
Well, like the Brush Turkey, I’d better run.