Yesterday the garden was alive with damsels and dragon flies flitting and dancing, the rain and wet must have activated these wonderful insects. Butterflies were flitting restless from flower to flower...a humming world belonging to the insects
Only pathways are mowed; I leave the long grasses seeding for the small birds. Many small creatures take refuge in the unmowed grass in the meadow.
Vanda orchid climbing up a Pittosporum tree. Two tall Pittosporum trees growing near each other both have died. I don't know the cause of it.
My pride and joy; A rare Atherton Tree Waratah, Alloxylon flammeum; Protea flowers of vivid red are produced in late spring.
Fungi growing on old stumps;
African Tulip tree, Spathodea campanulata, growing amidst native Australian trees. Between the trees a glimpse of the EcoVillage opposite our property.
Believe it or not:
"Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood." Marie Curie
Part one of My unkempt Garden;