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Walking Squares #21 – A shed, swans and a flower

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Today I went to have a look at the block of land my daughter bought downriver at Lawrence. It was lovely to spend some time. I didn’t think I would see any of the ski boats and skiers today. I saw a few boats as I drove along side of the Clarence River pelting along dragging their skiers. No photos today though.

On the way back I stopped at the spot where the Black Swans were last time I went to Lawrence. They were there so the walk was short but a walk never the less.

Lets get on the swan and go

A bit before where I could stop and get a few Black Swan photos is an old shed, possibly part of dairy bails as the lower river area was mainly dairying country. I had to walk back to get this photo

Oh no, you are not getting my photo. I’m heading over the other side of the river.

That’s OK, we don’t mind the occasional photo shoot

What are you doing there?
gmmmph urble smmmmrk bleeem glub glub

Oh sorry, I was just having a look to see if there were any snacks

If that Swan thinks there is food down there, I’d better have a look too

In the garden, just near where I parked, they had a lovely display of Bird of Paradise flowers

Yes I know this one isn’t square.
For those following along on the gate building project, these are a similar design to the ones I am making. Being on level ground and sturdy fencing either side, this gate is one big gate and able to open easily. I took the photo as I may have to redesign my gates as I originally only had one bracing board on one side. Luckily I have enough leftover timber to add another diagonal bracing board.

Cee’s FOTD

Walking Squares #18 – Timber and insects

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Today was another day spent doing the walk from the shed to the house. It was a productive day. I have cut all of the timber into the lengths I need to make the gates.

So today I was walking like a man

Here are the last two planks of timber to be cut and the workings. My Makita Drop-Saw has been used to build my house and many a project. It was a bit tired by the end of today but a clean up and service will see it ready for the next project.

Hopefully the next time you see these pieces of wood, they will look a lot different.

While going back and forth sometimes something pops up.

The Sun really lit up the cross on the St Andrews Cross Spiders web.

I knew someone was watching me. Possibly a Splendid Ochre Butterfly but I am not one hundred percent sure

Thankfully I did a major clean up and cover the unused timber as it rained in the evening. The garden needed a good watering.

Walking Square #12 – Flowers, Pots and Chooks

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Well, let’s walk right in

Up in the early morning being greeted by Shaun.

This post for #WalkingSquares is one for the weekend, Sunday in particular. My titles and dates will be skew whiff for now on in. Not good for OCD. As I said up and into the garden in the morning before we head off to a Pottery Studio for the day.

A quick once around and loving the plants wonderful nix of colours. The little Tricycle lives on

A couple of the neighbours came to say hello

The Gallardias are adding colour in patches. I should have used more flowers to get the full effect, sorry.

Too many lovely roses so here’s just one of my favourites, Double Delight

Off on the drive to the Pottery Studio. Lucky there were signs in the garden to show the way. It is a fabulous ramshackle garden with a few trimmed parts as well.

Had a walk through the shop and chatted to people while waiting for the Raku pottery kiln to be opened. Have a look at the link while we wait

Time for Mick to open the kiln

Here is a look at what was cooking at 1,000 degrees. It was a very warm day, in the low 30’s so being near a kiln wasn’t a good idea. The things I do for you!

Thick gloves and long tongs. I would be using them as well

Then it was over to a drum with sawdust in it and a bit more sawdust was added

Of course it all caught fire. A lid was put on the drum the reduce the oxygen and increase the carbon which make the firing patterns different. Sorry again. The pots didn’t come out of the drums while I was there. It was still 600C in the drum!

The walk back through the garden was one last look around. There were Superb Fairy Wrens hopping in the garden beds as well Wanderer Butterflies flitting about the ramshackle garden. The climbing rose was huge.

Other parts were neatly kept in little clearing with spots of colour. I love the mix of Zinnias.

And of course there were chooks.

Here’s the version some people might know better

Cee’s FOTD

Walking Squares #9 – Flowers, a Roller and Trees

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It was a town day today, new tyres on my car and shopping. While waiting for my tyres, I went for breakfast. Too engrossed in eating plus the lighting was terrible, no breakfast photos but a breakfast burger and cafe hit the spot. Brekkie burger – bacon, eggs, baby leaf spinach and aioli.

Here’s your song as you wander with me. Another Aussie classic written by Ian Moss who is a Grafton local.

Turn right and the next shop is the most wonderful Florist, Bonnies. I often just stand in the doorway and take in all the floral scents. Doesn’t Bonnie have a sense of style in presentation, the small bench, a ladder and the flowers looking a treat.

Down the road a bit there was an old gate. I love these styles of gates

A bit further on, taking a short cut past the tennis club, I saw bright spots of orange so I had to have a closer look. The Ixora bush was covered in orange flower balls

Next to the tennis courts is Ellem Oval, the main cricket pitch in Grafton, waiting for a good rolling

Yes the Jacaranda trees are still in flower

As are the Flame Trees (hence the relevance of the song) I love the red against the purple

But it can’t last forever. Now there are carpets of red……

…..and carpets of purple. In a few weeks time all that will be left are stragglers who decided to flower after everyone else has shown their full glory and will be bereft of blossoms.

Some car owners will be pleased

Cee’s FOTD

Let’s go for a drive

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Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #203: Local Vistas

Everyone ready. Get comfortable. Put some music on

OK, turn left out of the gate and down the road

Turn left and head down to Lilydale

Go past the Ospreys nest

Yes someone has to open the gate

and here we are at Lilydale. Want to go for a quick swim?

Back in the car we rattle over the old wooden bridge and are soon at Cangi

It is rather peaceful and a good place to grab a bit to eat

Back onto the highway and head up the Gibraltar Range

First stop is always at the Raspberry Lookout

Where we will find native wildflowers like these Paper Daisies

or other native flowers with Blue-banded Bees

and perhaps a Nobbi Lizard sun baking on the rocks

among the yellow Paper Daisies

Just a bit further up the road is Washpool National Park where the first stop is Granite Rocks

and then further into the valley and into the rainforest where the giants live

Time to head for home back down the highway

and down the road to home

Through the gate

and time for a cup of tea

Behind bars

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Ragtag Daily Prompt Wednesday: Security

The security of an iron gate

A pointy fence will keep them out

Yes I know, but it’s for your own good

Keeping the garden safe

The cage is security for you as well as us

Just make sure you shut the gate

Waiting for breakfast

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Photo a Week Challenge: Gateways

A gateway that lead to where PJ the horse knew where his meals appeared. PJ died a few weeks ago. He spent his retirement on the property next door to my besties as we were unable to load him onto the float to bring here to my place. He was quite old and was a rescue horse. He was treated badly by men, from what we can work out, as he didn’t like me around at the start. In the last few years he would come to me and rub on me, let me catch him when he strayed onto a neighbours place and would follow me around the paddock when it suited him. Sometimes when we were working in the paddock, he would have a gallop, do high kicks and fart making us laugh. Goodbye PJ my equine mate, going to miss you.