I went a-walking to the post-office in the bright warm, early spring sun. And came across a pink bottlebrush – so soft-looking, more so than the regular scarlet variety:

and in a daze of looking-around-ness, I failed to see where my feet were and went down, BAM! – on hands and knees, watching in horror as my camera struck the pavement.
OUCH!
I sat, rubbing my knees, looking at my poor camera. Oh – a chip in the glass! Noooooo! Phew. The filter. I checked. All worked, but oh my knees were stinging. At least I hadn’t ripped my jeans. My hands were a bit ripped up. Well, nothing else to do but get up and continue walking and be grateful no-one had seen me.
But I was wrong – I hand been seen:

What was I doing down there, they seemed to be saying (though a friend said no way – they are too stupid. I’m not so sure).
Relieved my camera was working, I continued walking, defiantly not limping. Camellia and Grevillea flowers I managed to capture despite the wind that had sprung up:

Outside the post office, a wonderful sheoak, in flower, tossing in the wind:

Sculpture on Walcott and the flats it is attached to, shadow bringing out the graffiti inexpertly hidden by layers of new paint:

On Beaufort Street, signs of Spring despite the heavy traffic: flowers on grass plants and pretty little blossoms on young street trees:


on the walk home, late afternoon sun through the leaves of a hibiscus:

A cape lilac yet to send forth new shoots, and a raven in the branches, causing the local honey eaters much angst.

a plane tree on Vincent in the late afternoon sun, pale and wintered still:

the flower of a vegetable plant and a tiny, early rose in the shadows of a garden:

the sun is gone: clouds and storm. later in the evening, it pelted down!

This morning was sunny and the bees were out in the lavender:

tiny jasmine sprinkled through the foliage of other trees:

and the prettiest flower of all, up on the pergola roof:

my aches and pains have subsided and I didn’t rip my jeans but skinned my knee like any 12 year old in the playground. When will I learn 😀
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