Day: January 19, 2023

Life of a white Agapanthus flower

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Number twelve in the Life of….flower series.

Thanks for everyone’s lovely comments and encouragement over the past posts. I have already shown the blue Agapanthus flower life cycle and, as promised, here is the white Agapanthus flowers life cycle.

“Agapanthus (Agapanthus  spp.) also known as the African Lily or the Lily of the Nile is a fleshy rooted perennial. It is part of the Liliaceae family and is native to Southern Africa.”
* https://www.gardenexpress.com.au/growing-guide/agapanthus-growing-guide/

Some of the spears appear to be quite small at the start of flowering

Gradually filling out

Then a slight opening to reveal the white flower buds

Finally breaking free from the casing into the sunshine

The remnant of the casing still clinging on

The buds are so full and soon the umbrel will explode into flower

When some of the buds open, it doesn’t take long for the Stingless Native Bees to come for some pollen

An open flower makes it easy to hang on while gathering pollen

Many of the flowers have opened and other buds are waiting

The flowers are so white

Finally some of the flowers are dying while there are still lots of buds yet to open

The flower heads are almost finished leaving stalks where the flowers once were

I hope you have enjoyed the white Agapanthus flowers life story. There are some more that I am working on but they will have to wait a while until I can get organised and the flowers cooperate.

Cee’s FOTD

Going back to France

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Dan’s Thursday Doors

These are a few doors from various places in France. First up is a rather ornate door in Lyon set in beautifully carved stone doorway and lintel

One reason I like to go to Lyon is to eat at Cafe Joseph with it’s cheerful green door. Unfortunately last time we were there I went to book for dinner. He said he no longer did evenings and he said that he was closing. It must be sad for the locals and office workers nearby as it was always packed at lunchtime.

Some of the doors in Avignon seen quite old

and some of the doors in Les Baux de Provence, just up the road from Avignon seem older still.
Baux is high on a hill and has been inhabited for millions of years. A French geologist Pierre Berthier discovered a red rock rich in alumina that he called bauxite, the main ore for the production of aluminium.

Laugh to be healthy and happy

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Marsha’s WQ#3

One of my favourite Elvis songs – the laughing version. Try not to get caught up in Elvis’s contagious laughing

“The art of medicine consists of amusing the patient while nature cures the disease.” – Voltaire

“Laughter serves as a blocking agent. Like a bullet-proof vest, it may help protect you against the ravages of negative emotions that can assault you in disease.” – Norman Cousins

“Trouble knocked at the door, but, hearing laughter, hurried away.” – Benjamin Franklin

Earth laughs in flowers. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

God has a smile on His face. — Psalm 42:5

On Day at the Pearly Gates

St. Peter stood at the Pearly Gates, waiting for the incoming.
He saw Jesus walking by and caught his attention.
“Jesus, could you mind the gate while I go do an errand?” 
“Sure,” replied Jesus. “What do I have to do?”  
“Just find out about the people who arrive.  Ask about their background,their family, and their lives.  Then decide if they deserve entry into Heaven.” 
“Sounds easy enough.  Okay.”  

So Jesus waited at the gates while St. Peter went off on his errand.


The first person to approach the gates was a wrinkled old man.  Jesus summoned him to the examination table and sat across from him. 
Jesus peered at the old man and asked, “What was it you did for a living?” 
The old man replied, “I was a carpenter.”  
Jesus remembered his own earthly existence and leaned forward.
“Did you have any family?” he asked. 
“Yes, I had a son, but I lost him.”  
Jesus leaned forward some more. “You lost your Son?  Can you tell me about him?” 
“Well, he had holes in his hands and feet.”  
Jesus leaned forward even more, and whispered, ” … Father?” 
The old man leaned forward and whispered, ” … Pinocchio?”