Just a bit of holiday goofiness, courtesy of the bottlebrush trees down the street – the blooms are cranberry red with a fine dusting of crisp, new-fallen snow… Nevermind it’s summer here…
We’ve had a spate of dreary weather, wintry and wet, with blusters and blasts… this winter day at the beach in Raglan was so much kinder.
I know I was damned curious. Just what was down there they didn’t want me to see? Didn’t want me to know about? Maybe thought I was going to steal it from them just because I knew it was there… I wonder…
It’s been at least a month since I posted an image of a monkey – way past due… I love the determined and utterly serious faces of these two cotton top tamarin monkeys on the watch…
This berry is actually growing in a home garden. When it is fully ripe, it will be sweet, juicy and sun warmed. Mmm I can almost taste it now… It’s not as bad in NZ as in a lot of places – there is no commercially grown GE food produced here – but farmers here,Continue reading “Fresh or…”
I think we’ve all got these laying around, stuff we’d really like to do ‘when we have the time.’ And of course, it’s not that we don’t really have the time – we could use the time we spend watching TV or playing videogames or reading blogs to do them – but my theory isContinue reading “Project work”
Oh yeah… when mother nature puts on a show! Of course I tweaked the contrast and upped the saturation to to really bring out the glorious detail of this fig in bloom… I have never seen such a gorgeous specimen! And it’s growing on the fig tree in my daughter’s garden… Just splendid!
I used to think these guys were giant mosquitoes… You know – they are large, rather like Daddy Long Legs. But they fly at night, snagging mozzies as they go. This one was clinging to my bedroom wall for hours yesterday – keeping my husband company as he went about his business. He was goneContinue reading “Crane fly”
Yes, you know it’s true… never, ever in my definitely NOT misspent youth, did I stand beside some hunky dude willing to blow all his hard-earned cash shooting tin cans to win me a large stuffed anything. That girl had skinny legs and short shorts and wore a bikini top, instead of a blouse. AndContinue reading “Carnie II”
Wonder what it was about those carnie guys… from here, they look like boozing, womanising, low-life losers – the kind you’d cry your eyes out if your daughter ever took up with one. Back when I was fifteen, they were the next best thing to a rock star – and just as interested in me…Continue reading “Carnie”