The bright red flower or its wilted friend?
I see the bright flower. With a smiling whisper of “ooh! What’s next?” .
See the colour :)
I read a lot of blogs.
Some are gorgeously superficial. Pretty, sparkly nail polish, or cupcakes that, while I can’t eat them, look awesome.
Others are deep.
Discussion of emotions, physical and mental pain.
And while I love those people.
I just sometimes can’t read that stuff.
For my own sake.
So I step back. And stick with the pretty flowers for a while.
What better way to spend a magnificent Sydney day?
Our plan for Saturday was to head to Circular Quay and hop on a ferry to Manly. Maybe have a picnic, some wine…
But on our way from Martin Place, where we hopped off the train, we wandered past some old buildings, and found ourselves at the Royal Botanic Gardens. A reasonable sized park in which to spend the day ;)
I suggested we take our shoes off an walk on the grass. A wonderful sensory experience! (I don’t recommend it on the hot bitumen though!!!)
These were almost spongy!
Some amazing colours! None of which I captured as well as I’d like. Still adjusting to the camera on the Sony Xperia Arc I’m trialling….
Into the herb garden, I was surprised to learn the shapes of some of the plants!
I didn’t know kaffir lime was a double leaf
Valerian zzzzzz
Echinacia.
Sundial.
Fountain.
