Sunset;
When we left for Leigh Creek the sky was blue, a few clouds in the back. This is one of the flying Doctor's planes at the Bourke airport.
Slowly the view dissapeared....
And the soup got thicker and thicker and the sky was hiding. Wind and rain buffeted the plane. It was lifted up and plunged fiercely. One feels very vulnerable to be up there separated only by the thin wall of the plane and all around a wild, opaque sky. After more then an hour we received the message that we could not land in Leigh Creek the wind was to strong. We turned back and arrived safely ....
back at the airport. The sky had taken on this strangely coloured opaque hue and the wind was also very strong.
The next morning everything was covered in a fine red dust. The sky was blue again with a few clouds hovering around. We still could not fly out as the winds were very strong and the weather unpredictable. We played it safe and stayed one more day in Bourke!
A rose with many names; Peace; Gioa; Gloria Dei; I prefer to call this rose in Italian Gioia which means Joy.
Enjoy every day!
Saturday was such a day. Yet it took two days to dry all the herbs. It is still winter and the days are short.
The herb garden.
A mixture of herbs and flowers. After drying the vivid coloured flowers remain tiny specks of colour.
The drying facility is home made and easy to stash away when it is not in use.
the finished product
In spring I have planted a tiny Acacia seedling. At the end of July it has started to open its golden flowers. The flowering season for this sort of Wattle is short and sweet. It wonderfully perfumes the lower wild garden. Australia has for every month of the year a flowering wattle.
All the cuttings are kept in this small greenhouse until they show healthy signs of growth.
There are mainly cuttings of Roses and Salvias, a pot full of special palm seeds and one pot I can't remember what sort of seeds I planted, so I have to wait and see! The clever thing to do would be writing a tag, sometimes I do. I said I will remember but now I don't! Ca c'est comme ca!
Cuttings of a tropical Salvia with big pink flowers and tall, weeping growth. They are ready to be planted out. My neighbour Virginia loves plants as much as I do and we always share some special ones. This one is one of hers, in return I gave her some cuttings of my tall, yellow Salvia.
Salvias ready to harden off.
A lovely pink sunrise makes the day; I wish you a nice one.
