Even the flowers are depressed

I’ve had enough of winter already, thank you thank you… It’s never really been my cuppa, even when I was a kid in the northern hemisphere in the wilds of upstate New York where the snows fell 4 feet deep and snowdays meant you got to play outside in it all day long in the

Tulip macromania

  There oughta be a law preventing people from taking new pictures before they’ve finished developing the old ones. But… there isn’t. And I went to the tulip festival today and took a gazillion amazing photos of tulips, including these two macro shots…

Orchids, orchids, orchids…

  The sexiest of all the flowers, leaving roses pale and gasping in their wake. Pulsing, daring, expecting, lurid, lascivious and luscious. How could they ever have aligned themselves with witless school boys and prom night?  

Budding Protea

Queen Protea bud. Named for the Greek god, Proteus who was able to shift shape. OK, here is the open flower… Amazing stuff!

Lily pad love

Made a jaunt up to the Auckland Domain today and visited the Wintergarden. This is in the atrium area of the hothouse. Picture perfect.

Remembering Spring

Tomorrow, 5th of May, Cinco de Mayo, is my birthday. While I have lived in the southern hemisphere for 18 years now, I have never got used to having my birthday in the Autumn. Whilst we did have a sprinkling of snow on the ground a few times when we lived in the mountains of

Johnny Jump Up

One of the sure signs that spring is here, despite the cold that just won’t quit is the annual Parnell Rose Festival, arts, crafts, and roses, roses, roses. Yes, I took some very nice photos of some of the roses, though I was with a friend who is not used to being with a photographer,

Frosty Flowers

Found a wee bit of frost this morning – yes, it was cold enough to see my breath and feel rather frozen. I liked it!