Raindrops on Roses
but no whiskers on kittens. Today is raining. I took a day of annual leave to do something with the kids, but the day is so wet the powers that be almost cancelled the Grand Final Parade!
News in Australia has been rather sad during September: I’ve been tempted to write about two of the events but have decided not too. Instead, I looked in our garden today to find beauty in the rain. For me, the rain symbolised the news reports this month, while the growth and beauty is a reminder that despite the bad, there is also good.
Remember the buds I followed for a time? This is how that part of the tree looks now.
I have found out it is a plum tree. Hiding behind the leaves are baby plums!
When we moved in, I took shots of some of the plants in the vegetable garden. At that time I had no idea what some of them were.
One now looks rather like peas, what do you think?
Another plant has yellow flowers and a visitor said it had gone to seed and I was about to pull the plants out when I noticed pods of some sort. Snow peas, perhaps?
In the front yard we have a beautiful Australian native.
Up close, the flowers look so pretty.
Then I turned my attention to the flowers. In the rain the colours seem more vivid than in the heat of a spring day.