MtLawleyShire’s Fattee cattee – For Nia

Some of the moods of my darling Fattee Cattee over the last month:

Relaxed, lying on the driveway:

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walking up the driveway:

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waiting for me in her favourite position – underneath the car:

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sitting, waiting for me to finish sunset photos:

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in a dry part of the garden (wanting her lemon grass):

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Looking sulky because there is no lemon grass:

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in the evening:

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Sprawled, sleeping on one of her favourite perches in the house – on a low table:

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and on those 40 degree F days, lying on the kitchen floor because it’s cooler than outside:

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Bees and others in MtLawleyShire

and mostly in MtLawleyShire’s garden, but not entirely.

My lavender is usually filled with bees., but one morning, I had the most awesome visitor – a grasshopper.  He was huge!

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he shifted and I was able to get more detailed photos of him:

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Portraits:

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a more normal visitor: bee 🙂

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this little hoverfly is a very common visitor, but soooo difficult to catch in a photo, so these are very lucky shots:

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On a verge garden just down the road from me, there are all sorts of flowers and many attract bees:

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on this particular day, in the french lavender that flowers there, the bees were busy:

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but then (& apologies for the photo but everything is so tiny & so fast…) – a NATIVE blue-banded bee and a European bee in the same space:

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I followed this native bee – they don’t stop as do the European bees – the hover, flit, pause, zag, flit, zig, pause, dive, flit…you get the idea.  But I got these:

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peekaboo:

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& these of it flitting:

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and back in my garden, shortly before her take off to the ground & cuddles – the prettiest flying thing (well, maybe that’s stretching it a bit) entangled in early morning sunshine:

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Flowers in MtLawleyShire

But we will start in the city with flowers and bees in the small city orchard.  A riot of colour, of beauty.

Borage

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Borage and bees

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more flowering herbs: yarrow and tansy

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& I know this is a herb, but can I think of the name?  No 😀

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A sort of poppy (though it’s probably not)

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and in a brighter orange variety – a bee burrows for the rich nectar & pollen

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Action shot!

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Paper daisies, eternally cheerful

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a solitary blossom in a courtyard

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This should be up with the herbs: valerian flowers:

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and to my delight – a cornflower.  That blue is just lovely.

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one of these is a marigold, and the other – pretty but unknown.

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Kangaroo paw en masse:

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and these were my delight – when I was a child, we had yellow ones in our garden and called them ‘granny’s bonnets’.  They are columbines 🙂

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In MtLawleyShire itself, there are still bottlebrush flowers.  I love the pink variety.  So delicate:

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some flowers seen in a verge garden:

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the stunning architecture of a dandelion seed head:

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the heavily perfumed flowers of the rainforest tree – they are street trees and I walk through perfumed air sometimes

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roses in one of the gardens I walk past:

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and a bee on a clump of roadside lavender

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but here – this is the prettiest flower of them all 🙂

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A MtLawleyShire resident: Charlie and the flowers

In my neighbourhood live many cats, and many I have becomes friends with.  the most special of these is Charlie who lives with his mum in the very spot I love taking autumn, winter & early Spring sunset photos from.

He is a cheeky boy, is young Charlie.  He is a year older than my Fattee Cattee (which make shim about 8) and has his mum wrapped around his little claw.

This evening, he was in a very playful mood.  He often is, but I haven’t ever seen him like this before.  I think he originally saw something in the clump of everlastings – maybe a skink or a gecko.  Whatever it was, it escaped and Charlie continued playing with the flowers.  Some of the photos are blurred because they are ‘action shots’ and he is being a fast, furious kitty 😀

 

What’s in there?

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there’s something in there – I heard it!

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come out! come out!

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I’ll pretend not to be looking…

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Ha!  I’ve got…

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I was sure it was in there

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Has to be in there

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I’ll get you…

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What?  What are you looking at….

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there is something in here.  There is.  There is!

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lovely flowers, pretty flowers….la la la…

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No – he caught not a thing, but the flowers were somewhat depleted so he leapt away, quite pleased with himself.  Him mum laughed and observed she might have to do something about them tomorrow as they were looking rather worse for wear!

MtLawleyShire’s Fattee Cattee

It’s been a while since I was able to take some decent shorts of my Fattee Cattee, though she no longer deserves that name – she is a beautifully svelte girl these days.

Today was calmer, with spots of sun, though still cold.  But warm enough for a furry girl to chase sun spots in the courtyard.

She actually posed for some, and I love her sweet expression:

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Here, not so much 🙂

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A fly buzzing around her feet:

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She moved to another sunspot:

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she was happy to sit

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& this one – I love her pretty face and her mysterious, beautiful eyes:

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Flowers around MtLawleyShire

Despite arthritis, artwork and so much socializing after my PhD results, I have been walking around and taking photos.  This post is filled with some of the flowers I’ve seen over just the last few days.

The wattle is out, golden and fluffy and beautiful:

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And Autumn is making an appearance, mostly in the quality of the late afternoon light which touched on dwarf Bougainvillea, Lantana and the gold of not-quite sun flowers

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The frangipani are still flowering:

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and so are roses!

Reds:

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What I call sunburst roses:

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little pink-white ones:

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Creamy white ones:

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And sumptuous yellow ones:

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a flower on a vine and light tangled in the spiny leaves of a spear of rosemary:

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Camellia in a friend’s garden:

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And native flowers – I don’t know what these are:

 

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But these are Grevillea:

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And these?  I think they are South American, but they are a stunning scarlet:

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and – oh! This?  🙂  She’s the prettiest flower of all the gardens

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I will be back soon with sunsets.

Walking with flowers in MtLawleyShire

A clutch of flowers gathered over a week or so, though this first isn’t a flower.  I’ve been trying for ages to catch the way this crystal hanging in my courtyard catches the light and I’ve almost got it with this.

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More ‘light catching’ – sunlight turning leaves emerald beyond a garden gate

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a bee in sunflower-like flowers (it begins with a ‘d’ but I can’t remember the name of the flower except that they’re not sunflowers)

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roses – my favourite is this one:

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frangipani 🙂

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light tangled in grass seed heads:

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two types of Grevillea – brush and lower ground cover type:

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bottlebrush – that delicate pink and a deeper shade:

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coral blossom:

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the glorious colour of this geranium-type flower:

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Honeysuckle, scented even if a little bedraggled:

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Petunias in the garden, and looking deep into their hearts – as a friend said: a bee’s eye view 🙂

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And no, she’s not a flower, but she is in the garden – amongst the lemon grass 🙂

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I hope you enjoyed these flowers.

Another sunset soon…

 

Fattee Cattee and Sunset after clouds in MtLawleyShire: Feb 24

“What you doing, Mum?”

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I’m not your mother, but there will be a glorious sunset after all those stunning clouds. I’m going to walk around and take photos.  Look at how the clouds are scattered and clumped across the sky!

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“Noooooo!  Not yet *another* MtLawleyshire sunset!”

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Yes – and look!  Birds!  Too far away to see them properly, but can you hear them?  They’re probably corellas, and they look like specks of black dust across a golden sheet:

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& the golden sky! It’s so pretty.

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And now – look – you can see the sun sinking into the clouds:

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“Can I watch?”

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Of course you can.  See how it goes down through the clouds, the clouds turned into golden stitching over the darker golden sky behind:

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and then it’s gone

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“And what are these clouds doing?”

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They are growing luminous

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becoming great veils trapping and then conducting gold through the coming darkness

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“But what’s happening down there?”

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Oh!  Well spotted, darling cat – sweeps of colour defying the darkness spreading from the east

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And look – those luminous veils are becoming something else:

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“And down there?”

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“Gold spreads its light.  So beautiful – swathes and crinkles of golds washing across the sky, leaving that tiny space of a pale almost green-blue down at the horizon.  But it begins to fade:

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“Down there still looks amazing.”

It does indeed – east echoing the flaring golden fire of the west:

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But the west – the deeper blue gown of coming night edged with the intricate gold of persisting light:

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Softening now, gold intensifying and deepening into great cushions of rich colour:

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And that marvellous cloud is dissipating as the deep blue velvet of night seeps in

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and in the east, the colour is fading

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Back towards the west – last moment of brilliance

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and it fades into crimson and the grey of clouded evening

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“Yeah, OK – it was a good sunset”

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I hope, like Fattee, you enjoyed this sunset 🙂

 

 

MtLawleyShire on an outing

Saturday – an outing to see the Giants in the CBD.  I thought I had it all organized, but the bus went a different way.  I hadn’t seen this on the maps.  So I had an extra walk.  Passed this beautiful tree unaffected by the growing crowds:

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A rose outside a Greek Orthodox church and a lion guarding a closed restaurant:

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Then I was in the crowds.  I had missed my best opportunity to see the Giants.  The crowds were incredible – and I don’t like crowds, being rather small.  But I wish I’d taken photos of the crowds.  1 million people visited the city during this 3 day event and the afternoon I went? In this one small area?  100’s of 1,000’s.  And I was one small member of that crowd.  I couldn’t see over or through and the best photos I got of the Little Girl was as she was going up the steep slope of the Horseshoe Bridge:

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I escaped the worst of the crowds to catch the train to Daglish.  Inside the station, it is still possible to see the old style of the building:

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and I did love the geometry of the modernistic ceiling:

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On the walk to my friends’ place, I was struck by the light coming through leaves:

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It is a very leafy area and there will be another post of all the trees along the railway line, but here are some details.  Berries on a moreton bay fig tree and the surprising colour of blossom on a young eucalypt:

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The banksias are getting ready to burst into candles:

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It was really too windy for photographing flowers, but I couldn’t resist this grevillea in someone’s garden:

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And this – a cassia fistula the flowers cascading in the light:

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Finally, after a lovely evening, although I got home when it was dark, I was still greeted by a Fattee Cattee – all purrs and cuddles.  So here she is before I left, being affectionate at me:

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Quite an exciting weekend.  I hope you enjoyed this little taste of it.

Next post – trees!  🙂

storm and rain in MtLawleyShire

After 61 days, Perth finally received rain.  And thunder.  And lightning.

Sadly, my experiments in photographing lightning were a dark failure (as in there was nothing recorded on the memory card by the darkness of the pre-dawn), but I caught the clouds that had been building and building and building in the morning and the afternoon:

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Great, blindingly white thunderheads:

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and no amount of praying made them halt their slide southwards:

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We sweltered through a day that reached 40, and the night was awful – it didn’t go below mid twenties, exacerbated by very high humidity.

At 5.00 in the morning I was woken by a tremendous clap of thunder.  And it rained.  I went out, with camera, though nothing resulted, but I enjoyed the rain.  I opened all the doors and windows and went back to bed.  I apparently slept through the next storm, but when I got up and let out her Fat little Self as well, the world was delightfully wet and cool smelling.

And there was proof of rain on a tiny, tiny rose:

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then there was another storm and poor Fattee Cattee was nowhere to be seen.  It poured briefly.  I got deliciously wet and cold, and laughed in the face of lightning and thunder.  Later, the garden all refreshed, there were flowers and raindrops.  The little rose again, be-gemmed:

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Petunias:

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raindrops on a magnolia leaf and a blade of lemon grass:

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On branches and a leaf of jasmine:

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and this one – a rain drop hanging from a withered shoot of a spider plant:

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Then the sun came out, the temperature soared and it was dreadfully hot.  All the water evaporated, the raindrops vanished and the little rose curled and withered.

But someone else reappeared and curled on the cool bricks in the courtyard, full of purrs:

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Later, on my way to work in the mid afternoon, I saw the last of the clouds sliding away to the south as I waited in the traffic on the freeway:

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And now, there are only chances of thunderstorms and it remains very hot and humid.

I long for rain, for storms, for Autumn