The LPM Photo Adventure theme for December: Reflection
The word prompt from Debbie at Travel with Intent: Purple
Check out Debbies Purple – click on the above link – It is stunning and I was thinking what do I have that’s purple to be able to contribute to this photo challenge. There is no way I can do wonderful lights like Debbies post. But I do live in a city which just had it’s Jacaranda Festival and has Jacaranda trees. But I wanted more so it’s floral all the way.
Here’s my bit of Purple
Better start with a Jacaranda tree
Purple berries from a native vine
Looking into a Torenia flower
Another Native flower from my place. Haven’t identified it as yet.
The Native Wisteria or Wild Sarsparilla that grows all over my place
and a regular Wisteria with bonus Wanderer Butterfly
Another purple flower I found somewhere
Wonderful Water Lilies
Another Australian Native flower found on the coast, Purple Fringe Lily
My old mates Iris
Back to the streets of Grafton
Thought about a song. Here is the original from 1958
The word prompt from Lens_Artists Photo Challenge: Patterns
So many patterns in this world it was hard to stop myself from just going on with too many photos.
The colourful patterns on the cliff face
The amazing patterns created by spiders
The reflection on the water make a very liquid pattern
The crazy cat pattern made by the bark of a Spotted Gum Tree.
Wonderful patterns made by Sand Crabs
The patterns on an aeroplanes tail
The patterns made by water lillies
Amazing patterns on the underside of a Yellow-tailed Black Cockatoo
Fabulous patterns on the feathers of an Ibis
And of course, the wonderful patterns on our Moon
Oh yeah, it is Spring. So much is happening, the weather is great for wandering around the north coast and there are so many things to see and do. One drive about took us to Clarrie Hall Dam at the Crams Farm end of the storage. Tweed Council have done a great job making it a great place to visit. Just the view as you drive in is spectacular.
The water is covered in water lilies and water birds are everywhere. The Cape Waterlilies make a stunning sight as they stand tall.
The Yellow Waterlilies are dotted here and there around the dam.
It is so crowded that the leaves curl making it hard for the lilies to push their way skyward.
Unfortunately, under the water’s surface is a good amount of Cabomba, an introduced plant from America, usually a fish tank escapee. At the moment it is flowering which makes a good resting spot for dragonflies.
This flower was partly submerged and made great patterns on the water.
In the trees, as well on the water, were many birds enjoying the late afternoon spring weather. The Brown pigeons were always wary of the bloke with the camera.
The Darters took off when someone ventured into the water
While the Eurasian Coots just paddled around looking for something to eat before it was dark.
The Purple Swamp Hens were always walking about, flicking their tails and squarking in general.
High in one tree the young Willie Wagtails were practising being big birds, flapping wings and generally making a racket.
The adults were telling them to be quiet, I think.
Just sitting and looking at the water was very relaxing but it was time to head home.
When we got home, there was Badger, who had found a shady spot to lay down on the warm spring day.
Going down to the creek there were birds staying cool among the trees and shrubs. The Emerald Dove kept moving around the tree, all the while watching where I was going.
The Cunjivoi is flourishing.
Scattered through the bush are little native gardenia plants with their amazing looking flowers.
I just had to see what was inside the purple flower growing on the fence around the house.
It wouldn’t be Spring if there weren’t birds nesting. The Fantails nest is held together with spider web.
She sat there watching me as I watched her.
I was waiting for the change over of the egg sitters so I could see how many eggs were in the nest. Two small lovely eggs.
Looking up, the splashes of green and orange of the Silky Oak made wonderful abstract patterns.
The warmer weather also had a few blow flies whizzing about. This one seemed to like the pelargonium leaves more than me.
Late in the afternoon, near dark, the Figbirds were singing their wonderful song.
In the front yard, the wallaby wondered if the joey was at home.
And there he was.
A bit of a long one but thanks for getting to the end. I have so much more, so I better get started on the next installment of my Spring.