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On the hunt for joy – start a garden

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So, this week, as Cee encourages us all to hunt for joy, she suggests starting a garden.

We already have a garden, but we’re constantly changing things and since the chooks are gone, we’ve planted some natives and are striking some hibiscus.

striking hibiscus (and it flowers!)

Eremophila, grevillea and other new natives – watch this space.

Then I took a stroll and snapped the new garden beds, my productive strawberries, the things growing out of compost, banana capsicum and feijoas (pineapple guava) ready to pick and my bee magnets. All because it made me so happy to do so.

  • bee catching calendulas with last year’s seeds sprouting at their feet
  • feijoas
  • strawberries still going
  • what IS that growing out of the compost?
  • banana capsicum
  • the new bed, behind the rosemary

And to include in Cee’s FOTD another calendula.

Oddball pic, wall mural

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I keep passing over this photo, taken in Willunga, South Australia, and know it belongs in Kammie’s Oddball challenge.

It is a mosaic mural, and I stood, looking at it, for some time, imagining the execution of such a task. From memory, it shows the changing seasons.

After a comment, I have to add another shot which shows the face as a reflective piece of material.

the reflection of the loading zone and the building across the street in the ‘face’

Foamy topic

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Latte art, causing some of us to pause when the much-awaited drink arrives, is created by pouring microfoam or simply drawing in the foam, on top of a latte.

It’s use has been extended to include, as here, hot chocolate drinks.

I usually waited until they had turned from the table, before vacuuming the beverage down. Now that I only have black teas and coffees, it’s the top of others’ drinks I am photographing.

Considered by some as a good, square meal for breakfast, this photo is the last for Becky’s squares this month.

Top hat

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Strictly speaking, I think my dad called it a Tyrolean hat (or Tirolerhut in German). Worn, here, as part of national costume, by my not-so-happy father and his brother.

Smiling verboten

They were once worn in countries like Austria, Italy, Germany and Switzerland but are not so common, now.

Apparently one style of Tyrolean became popular when Edward VII wore it during the time he lived in the Alps. I didn’t find his quite as dashing as Waldemar’s (my dad).

Only one of those long feathers was thinking inside the square for Becky’s challenge, today.