… again!
There’s no sign of the mountain today, it’s in hiding.
Yesterday – when it wasn’t raining – I took a photo of these very pretty purple coneflowers, a new addition to my garden this year. They seem to have done very well, especially considering the days of blustering wind and excessive rain we have had throughout summer and into autumn. 🙂
After heavy overnight rain, I hadn’t expected Mount Warning to look so clear this morning. When the view is as crystal-clear as it was today, it seems to have been washed clean by the rain.
Misty swirls lingered throughout the morning, very noticeable against the rich blue/grey/green colour of the ranges.
Also washed clean were the birds! This is a female magpie lark, or pee wee.
And this is one of two baby butcher birds I have visiting this year.
I particularly like this photo of Hoppy, sitting on my undercover clothes line – his preferred perch when he visits – with the morning sun glistening on raindrops caught in the purple tibouchina tree in the background. ❤
Instead of posting another photo of a grey valley, grey sky, and a patch of white where Mount Warning should be in full view, I thought today I would share recent photos of “Tess’s Azalea”.
Our family was blessed to share eleven years of Tess’s life, a faithful friend who brought indescribable joy to our lives.
Eleven is a good age for a Rottweiler. That’s my logical brain – my common sense – talking. Emotionally, I felt wrecked after she left us.
Tess’s place of rest is in our garden, in an area known as the pet’s graveyard, and to mark her place among our other lost furred and feathered friends, I planted an azalea, which flowers in two tones. Tess’s Azalea.
She was a beautiful girl, but don’t just take my word for it … here’s a photo of Tess.
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