Wednesday 20 November.
No walking today as the rain has hardly stopped for the past 48 hours. Thankfully just sufficent falls where I live. Such a shame though, as the temperatures have dropped to the low twenties. One almost needs a cardigan!
This one had hardly any wind, but just enough to blow over my lovely pink grevillea at the end of our pergola.
The storm below, completely bipassed us. Very heavy falls nearby. I noticed the colour in the sky to the east and went to investigate. I quickly grabbed my camera.
North east
West
Last rays.
November sees the last purple blossoms clinging to the jacaranda.
The burst of red blossoms on the poinsiana trees.
November brings the heady scent of the frangipani blossoms.
November for many is the completion of high school days and university examinations. The weekend treks to the coast become a traffic nightmare. On Saturday I was visiting a friend at the coast for lunch and left a couple of hours early, to have a relaxed drive down. I took crocheting, a book and messages to be sent. Alas, none of that was touched as I was captivated by the busyness of the seaway.
November sees me watching the sun rise as I commence my daily walk of six kilometres. However, I still arrive home hot and sweaty. A dip in the pool is very welcome.
The rain had just passed on as I set off yesterday morning, enhancing the trunks of the eucalpytus and leaving raindrops glistening on native blossoms and trees.
November rain quickly produces overgrown footpaths and lawns, plus a mushroom or two.
For Alexandra - this heart still amazes me.
I spotted this heart as my son and I set off to play disc golf, beneath the canopy of autumn colours. Such a special morning.
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