SPRING WALK TO BLACKHEATH VILLAGE

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.

Off we go past the twin gums. Where did that blossom  come from?

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.

A bath might help.

The satin bowerbirds have been  courting in Memorial Park.

Aah, romance….

And look, the bees are already busy.

Hakia, too spikey for anything but spinebills and bees.

Nectar rich blossom.

Sipping hebe nectar.

Blossom and blue sky.

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.

Lemons 20 cents each.

Further along at Glenella Guesthouse the  gorgeous magnolia tree was in full bloom.

A Glenella Beauty

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.

Arch with unidentified vine.

By the side of the street in rock hard soil a little  battler had sprung up;  it’s back against the wall.

Lonely little grape hyacinth.

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;