A MtLawleyShire sunset

In May, early May, there was a sunset.  Of course, there are sunsets every evening, and some are more photogenic than others.  It had been a week of some lovely sunsets, some of which I will post later perhaps, but there’s been a couple of washed out ones as well.  This one stared quietly, colours mild, the sky subdued:

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a cloud strayed in from the south, sunset faintly firing its edges:


Some clouds lifted to show clear streaks of sky behind.  Light played gentle colours through the shapes

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Drama crept in as dark clouds momentarily covered everything but where the sinking sun was:


The cloud was getting larger, more colourful:


Then something happened: pink spread behind the clouds – & by this time it was beginning to get properly dark:


Some other clouds lifted and the sun shot colour across the sky, under the clouds:


Then it went crazy – beautiful and utterly unexpected.  Even if it was really too dark for my little camera, I kept taking pictures


The clouds were utterly amazing:

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& the colours, despite the dark on the ground, in the middle air where I stood, the sky was aflame:




& soon after that, it went dark, too dark for my little camera, & I know I missed some photos because I spent so long just watching it.

It was beautiful.


Weekly Photo Challenge: Companionable

This week’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Companionable made me think of both Companionable and Companions.  Mine or someone else’s?  Sometimes both 🙂


Here are some companions that are companionable to me when we meet – even if for the first time: a friend’s new puppy, who wouldn’t stay still so of all the photos I took of this rather gorgeous little fellow, only these 2 were unblurred:

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Then there is the old and the young, very companionable are these two companions of another friend (& yes, I miss a dog but please – PLEASE – never tell my beloved Fattee Cattee).

The old (he is a gorgeous boy – comes from Wales but lives in Perth now)


& the young – born here and a lovely young lad:


& the both together – companionable with each other:

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Then there are those who are companionable towards me when I go on my sunset photo walks.  This fellow comes out to sit & stand with me or, as in this photo, roll on the warm ground catching the last of the day on his tummy:


& his next door neighbour (they are definitely not companionable), Charlie, who is very companionable to me and a close companion to his mum (who is not in these photos but she is very companionable to me when we meet):



& he’s very playful.  He’s waiting for me to waggle my fingers so he can pounce:




Other companions on my sunset walks, the honey eaters:

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& lit by sunset:

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the magpies who stalking the grassy verges at dusk:




The companions are not limited to those that walk or fly.  There are trees in my neighbourhood that I’ve known for decades and whether they feel companionable to something so small & fleeting as myself, they are companions of my horizons, my landscapes, my sketching pens and pencils, my camera lens and my inner as well as out life.  Trees.  The lemon-scented gum:

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& this, a tree I know from where I take many sunset photos, painted in sunsetty light:


In my courtyard’s little world, there are companions too, the honey eaters who make nests here:






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the willy wagtail who’s made this his territory (damn difficult to catch on camera, these little guys):

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then there is, of course, my companion, companionable and gorgeous, the Fattee Cattee herself:

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And the companion of all our nights: the moon

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moon_4this evening's moon_coloured by sunset

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& this is my shot of the ‘Supermoon’ this month:

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I have enjoyed this Weekly Photo Challenge.  It has been too long since I participated.

I am looking forward to seeing other entries and interpretations



(well, of course there had to be another photo of Fattee Cattee)


MtLawleyShire’s Hyde Park – early Autumn

Yes, these photos were taken in May, I am ashamed to say.  And here it is, almost July before I post this selection.  Oh dear.  This will be a first post in a series of Autumn at Hyde Park posts.

Ot was a cold clear day with the sky as blue and clear as possible.  The night of these photos was, for Perth, very cold.  We had very cold days and nights towards the end of May.

First, the ‘sentry tree’ – I love this guy

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Along the walkways towards the ponds

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It’s not quite difficult to get photos as they’ve lopped off all the lower branches, but for this year at least, there is still this lovely view of plane trees reflected in the pond in all their autumnal glory.  Next year, the native saplings planted along the edges will obscure this view, so enjoy.


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These trees are just gorgeous in their gold:


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& I love the revealed strength in the great trunks:


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& the fall of golden leaves – manes of light:

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leaves catching the light:

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& this: love this weird tree & its reflection in the still mirroring water of the pond

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Leaves against darker native foliage:


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& this one: plane tree leaves against the sky.

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More Autumn & Winter photos coming


A walk in MtLawleyshire’s late afternoon

It started in my garden, with my sleepy cat waking (while purring) as I think a bird broke into her feline dreams

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I took some photos of flowers in my garden: a begonia glower and some lavender spears

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My rose, heavy and fully open (in my garden in the afternoon, light goes quickly)

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Then I checked the flame trees around the corner.  They are looking very bare now

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And look – the buds are ready to flower:

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Then there were clouds – we have had many days of dull skies, no sunsets, some rain, and these are the last of them.  I had great hopes for sunset – except these were in the east

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Down the street are the chinese tallow trees.  Fully wintered now – & I must post some I took of them in their autumn beauty, but I love them like this also:

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Birds: in this Jacaranda tree lit by late sunlight, 2 doves hide from the invasive port lincoln parrots, and a wee New Holland honey eater has a quick meal on a bottlebrush before night:

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A magpie lark on a telephone pole and  wee singing honey eater:

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I am always fascinated by light on branches:

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and on trees:

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Then Fattee Cattee came out from the shadows to sit in the sun:


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I left her there and walked to where I could see the sunset.  on the way, I saw these poinsettia, scarlet against the sky:



& roses in other people’s gardens: this glory against the sky



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reds & other colours:

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Other colours & whites:

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Sunsetty clouds

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& sunset was all glarey.

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Evening in the east was swift & dark:

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en fin, the moon:

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Oh that felt good.  It is so long since I have posted all things in their right order.  I have so much to catch up on.  So I will post Autumn out of order, and try to catch up with winter.  And there are all the moon photos as well….



in MtLawleyShire’s own garden: flowers & fluffy cat

This is over a week & a bit in my own garden: a rose, the zygocactus flowering and, of course, the sweetest, fluffiest flower:

First, my rose.  It being the end of June, I really should’ve pruned – but I’m glad I didn’t.  And do you notice the photos?  There are 2 different cameras involved.  One my little canon, the other is the dSLR.

the bud on a bright sunny morning



& with my little canon

my rosebud




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this morning, in the brief sun before the clouds

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this afternoon, after heavy rainstorms

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A shaft of sunlight with the dSLR

a shaft of sunlight

The zygocactus: the first bud & opening flower, and then there are more.  I love how the light glows of these flowers, & I love the colour.



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zygocactus flowercatching light


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the next bud

& finally, my fattee fluffy cattee:

sunning & slothing and yawning…

my lovely girlsoaking up sun

wither yawning or something I said

contemplating how to get me to feed her lemongrass (she’s addicted)



this next two deserve captions!  (What was that?  Oh, nothing much…)

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Sunning & snoozing

in the sunsunlit Fattee

my snoozing girl

I am slowly catching up, but of course, I am still taking photos….storms and clouds, sunsets and trees, Hyde Park…all to come.



MtLawleyShire: Moar flowers in other People’s Gardens

Flowers other than roses – though, it being winter, there aren’t too many around.  But they are there.

Marigolds in West Perth, a pot of them outside a cafe like a pot of sunshine:



flowers in sunsetty light

in the sun

Gerberas in a neighbour’s garden:



Red Hibiscus in the sun:









& like a Grevillea 🙂

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daisy types:


& this tall elegant spike growing – flowering – in a roadside garden:



hope you enjoyed this smattering of flowers from other people’s gardens.


MtLawleyShire: Other People’s Gardens – Yellow Roses

Yellow Roses, and apricot and indeterminate – mixed reds and yellows, orangey, pinkish-yellow – all of those.  It’s the last roses post.

I’ve read somewhere that the yellow rose signifies friendship, but in another source, it was treachery or jealousy.  I guess it depends what university you went to.  The white signifies purity, and the red rose we take as meaning love, but for the Romans, it was secrecy.

Whatever meaning we place on them, they’re beautiful and fragrant and as ephemeral as life.

Odd buds, tight and jealous of their colour:

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Are these pink, but turned orange-gold by sunset?

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Pink and yellow:

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In the red orange spectrum:

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rose_6  yellow

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definitely yellow:

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next: flowers of different sorts…