It was wet for the last few days. A delight – rain! The rain was persistent, but light, so there wasn’t that much. Enough, however, for gathering raindrops.
Jasmine leaves in light and shadow:
even enhancing a dead leaf:
on jasmine tendrils:
on spider plant flowers and buds and the dangling dead ends:
these could be ear rings! :
on bottlebrush leaves and twigs:
and on leaves of a nameless but much loved potted tree:
Now, if there was more rain….
These are taken of clouds in the eastern sky –
pigeons flocking against the light of storms clouds building at sunset:
the colours are slightly enhanced, the photos ‘noisy’ but I liked the effect:
and teh structure of the clouds was amazing:
and ibis flying against softer clouds to the south-east:
The tea rooms at Matilda Bay have been remodelled and for a while, it seemed that there would be no visits from the birds, but then – some ravens came.
They sat a while in the flame tree:
a couple chatting:
eyeing the pickings below:
they sat in chairs backing onto the river, becoming silhouettes:
calling to others about the food:
walking the fence:
Then it was onto an abandoned table:
is it any good?
shall we use this for chips or something else?
You looking at me???
I love the ravens
the little bottlebrush bush near me has been in flower:
and bees love these flowers:
On that same Friday, in my garden, raindrops be-gemmed things:
lemon grass bejeweled:
tiny Chives flowers:
beautifying a rose past its best:
rose leaves, although munched by a grasshopper, took on extra beauty:
and can you shee him? Sheltering beneath the leaf:
and gleaming on buhenia leaves:
We have had more rain since, so there will be another post or two…
This was at Easter, on Good Friday and I was in the city at a convention. But before I went in, there was a chance for photos.
The street trees are paperbarks and their blossoms were out.
The rain clung to the delicate leaves:
and dripped off the bark:
everywhere there were raindrops: on the thick steel railings outside a cafe:
on a window:
gathered in a telephone cover in the footpath:
the city itself had almost disappeared in the light rain, even though I was standing in amongst the buildings:
and the river was a myth:
It was lovely
Some of the moods of my darling Fattee Cattee over the last month:
Relaxed, lying on the driveway:
walking up the driveway:
waiting for me in her favourite position – underneath the car:
sitting, waiting for me to finish sunset photos:
in a dry part of the garden (wanting her lemon grass):
Looking sulky because there is no lemon grass:
in the evening:
Sprawled, sleeping on one of her favourite perches in the house – on a low table:
and on those 40 degree F days, lying on the kitchen floor because it’s cooler than outside: