A few days of rain and mist followed by two warm, sunny days and voila……it’s SPRING! Impossible to stay inside. Let’s pop up to Blackheath village.
Mr and Mrs Wood Duck were taking a stroll as well. Soon they will be looking for a tree hollow to nest in.
Unusually, the pied cormorant was perched above the duck pond rather than fishing. No doubt surveying the scene for a partner. He always seems rather lonely, so I hope he is successful. Might be a good idea to clean up his shirtfront though. Not a good look.
The satin bowerbirds have been courting in Memorial Park.
And look, the bees are already busy.
There was a little ‘honesty box’ stall in Govett’s Leap Road. I noticed the lemons went first. Probably because most locals lose their citrus fruit to possums or yellow tailed cockatoos! Of course only tourists would buy the daffs; we all have plenty of our own.
Further along at Glenella Guesthouse the gorgeous magnolia tree was in full bloom.
I returned home via Wentworth Street. The cherry trees are out.
I always stop to admire this arch on the corner of Wentworth and Park Streets. Can’t seem to identify the vine, but it’s very pretty with is creamy clusters of bells and burgundy leaves.
By the side of the street in rock hard soil a little battler had sprung up; it’s back against the wall.
Yes, we Blackheathens are a tough lot. However, enough is enough. We emerge blinking into the sunlight from our chilly winters with broad smiles.
The finale of spring is the Rhododendron Festival, first week of November;