Diversity in a garden

Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Diversity

I found this wild and whacky garden a while ago. It most certainly has quite a bit of diversity in the ornaments and plantings.

This song has a message of Indigenous Rights. Always chills me to my core and can’t help but sing along, join in if you want

Down at the waterhole

Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Drink

The favourite spot on my place. I haven’t done any work down there for quite a while as after the fire of December 2019 it made me too sad to go down there.

Looking at these photos does bring back happy memories and a bit of motivation to see what work needs to be done.

It is good to share. A White-throated Honeyeater and a Yellow-faced Honeyeater

Just drink, don’t look at your reflection. Those rocks look slippery. A White-throated Honeyeater

A Fuscous Honeyeater sips

A Red-browed Firetail Finch get really into drinking

One month before the fire and a week after

On the angle

Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Diagonal

Couldn’t decide on one so here’s a few diagonals

Water

Intentional Camera Movement in the garden

A Pelican

Some clouds

A female Golden Whistler on a diagonal branch. There one minute and gone the next

In Sydney on a rainy day

Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Fame

Two pieces of Australian fame in one photo

As an after thought. I have to add a bit more Australian fame that isn’t in the rain or in Sydney. This time a Kangaroo not a Wallaby

Mr Sleepy

Poetic – with apologise to TS Elliot

Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Poetic

Debbie illustrated her stanza of TS Elliot’s The Waste Land poem beautifully with references to Margate. The name reference made me laugh as I had just read another reason that he added an S to his name. As I am not English and don’t have a vast amount of photos from my times in England to illustrate my post, I shall have to with what I have here.

From the same poem, which has many stanzas, I have chosen this stanza and I feel my photo may be an Aussie interpretation. You have to know a bit about Australian insects and their behaviour to fully understand the part of the poem and my photo interpretation. All works well up to the last line. For those who could be unaware of my liking for all things in nature and could have an aversion to spiders, perhaps read the wonderful verse but proceed no further or as I would like, that you do have a quick peek to understand my reasoning for including this photo to match the poem.

“She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her departed lover;
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
“Well now that’s done: and I’m glad it’s over.”
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone.”

Here is the full poem if you may be interested https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47311/the-waste-land

If you have any questions why I used the photo and how it matched the words, just send me a comment please