John’s Cellpic Sunday
I am not sure what they are delivering to the shops in Paris in this mobile street art truck

John’s Cellpic Sunday
I am not sure what they are delivering to the shops in Paris in this mobile street art truck
Lens-Artists Challenge: Spring
Spring. Well that was a few months ago now here. Now approaching Autumn, I say approaching as Summer is still hanging around with day time temperatures in the mid to high 30C’s
So it’s into the folders and find a few Spring photos which I hope you enjoy
The first buds of a Hippeastrum
A Stingless Native Bee and a European Bee discussing the qualities of a peach blossom
Here comes Mum with some more snacks for three hungry mouths
The Frangipannis buds just starting to unfold
What can be cuter than a little fluff ball chicken
The Hibiscus had lots of buds as Spring was a wet one last year
Lots of calves in the paddocks around the place
Fresh leaves appearing on the Eucalypts
New fur and almost ready to hop out of the pouch
Well it is spring
Hammad’s Weekend Sky #92
When I took these photos the sky was clear and not a cloud or anything to be seen. As I write this a fog has descended bathing my home and muting the sunrise.
I thought this was appropriate seeing the fog is in the mountains
The sun just a glow through the trees
Too early for the sun to reach the tree tops on the northern side
Thursday’s Special: Pick a Word – March 2023
Time to immerse myself in Paula’s words and find an appropriate photo to illustrate my interpretation.
Paula’s words:-
AUTHENTIC
MISCHIEVOUS
PERSONIFIED
RAMPART
RONDURE
Ragtag Daily Prompt Friday: Ungulate
Hunt around
looking here
looking there
in the bushes
in the forest
nothing.
I now
must travel the road
to find
my targets.
There
up ahead
there they are.
The only place to
find them
A farm
of course.
Ungulates are not native to Australia, and therefore native ecosystems are sensitive to damage from grazing and trampling by these large animals.
In hot climates, ungulates can drink up to 10 per cent of their body weight in water per day which concentrates their impacts around waterpoints.
* https://news.csu.edu.au/feature/are-feral-cattle-the-brumbies-of-the-northern-territory
Cee’s FOTD
Bren’s Floral Friday
Yesterday I went for a drive to Jackadgery to get some milk from the only shop and petrol station close to my place. There’s not much there any more. We have a community hall, a bush fire brigade shed and the old school house. My girls started school there and we were a part of the school community as well. The school closed in 1995 or there abouts, as there wasn’t enough children attending (my girls had left many years before to go to high school) and the Government at the time was hell bent on ridding itself of schools like this as they weren’t financial for their liking.
One thing we did to the school grounds was to plant gardens. A lot of them have gone, like the sensory garden, but some of the hardier plants are still going.
I had forgotten about this lovely light pink Hibiscus. Of course I snapped off a branch to strike some cuttings.
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