more raindrops in MtLawleyShire’s garden

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….

Birds against a MtLawleyShire sunset

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 Ravens of Matilda Bay

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 🙂

Bee in MtLawleyShire

the little bottlebrush bush near me has been in flower:

 

and bees love these flowers:

Raindrops in MtLawleyShire

On that same Friday, in my garden, raindrops be-gemmed things:

lemon grass bejeweled:

tiny Chives flowers:

 

rose bud:

 

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…

 

Raindrops on a wet Friday out of MtLawleyShire

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 🙂