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| Yarra River - Melbourne |
We were amongst the lucky ones today to
witness the coldest May day in Melbourne for 10 years. Isn’t that going off like a frog in a sock! As
the day progressed, the temperature gauge didn’t really rise too high, a great
day for the indoors. Or jam donuts at
the Victoria Markets, plus so much yummy comfort food that blow your senses
away. The turn in the weather has put
travel plans back a day but all being well back on the road on Sunday.
Earlier this morning the clouds were playing
peek a boo with the sun. Then they
spoiled all the fun and completely covered it. Before that all happened the
Corella’s had their big morning tea in the sun, before flying away to their next
meal break.
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| Our old farm |
When look back at my childhood I’m lucky to
have nothing but awesome memories. So it
was a little trip down memory lane today when visited the farm that I spent the
first 12 years of my life. The rolling steep
green hills, tree fern gully’s still span the landscape, pine and cypress trees
engulf the timber house on the hill (on left).
It’s a beautiful pocket of Victoria.
Plus I was lucky to be the youngest and not have as many ‘chores’ as my
big brother and sister.
It must be the ‘fresher’ air down here in the
south. The array of tulips is vast in
colours and size. Very diverse from our northern
tropical flowers. Tulips actually originated
centuries ago in Turkey and Persia. It
wasn’t until the 17th century that ‘tulip mania’ hit the Netherlands,
and the flower grew immensely in its popularity. Europeans named them tulips which happen to
be the Persian word for turban. It was
thought as part of Persian culture and arts they wore the flowers in their
turbans at the time.
Seagulls often are referred to as the rats of
the sea. Scavengers and chip pinches
from way back, in my youth. They survive
by their wits and whatever they can get their beaks on. The
Australian beach landscape would be very different if you didn’t hear the ‘korr
korr’ as you are picking the best spot on the sand. Only for one of the little devils to fly over
and drop a present. Just too really let
you know you’re at the beach. But some
say that is good luck!
Autumn leaves
are falling, collecting around the base of the trees. Whispering winds blow them over driveways,
footpaths and backyards. Letting us know
winter is only around the corner.
Creeping up on us in a couple of weeks Winter officially starts. Bare trees have started to line the paddocks
and the frosts have hit the ground. It
might be time to drag out those beautiful winter recipes and get the firewood
ready.
