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Rain at last



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Zing!

All is brown and drear in the garden,

but the potted succulents never

disappoint.

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Leaf

I am sick of bloody leaves. I have raked and bagged and raked again. They are a fire risk, so I am out in our half acre every day filling huge 295 litre leaf sacks, which Alchemist takes to the tip at the weekends. The Shire (council) then shred the leaves and local residents buy the mulch to spread on their gardens!

I have lost my Zen and the art of garden maintenance, but did notice this leaf. I was merciful and let it stay.

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Gum leaf

Burnt and torn, but coloured bright.

(Thankyou Mary Oliver. See previous post.)

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I wanted to be indoors by the fire.
Then I saw the trees,
diamond clad.

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Glimmer

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A small corner

The shiny leaf was given to me by Australian artist, Barry Smith. He forges beautiful objects from reclaimed metal. The wooden eucalyptus leaf is by a local artist and the 'Whistling Man', was found in the UK last year. He is made of soap stone and  like the leaves is often picked up, because all three pieces cry out to be touched. The vase of lights is a relic from Christmas, that  seems to have found a permanent home.

(Please click on the highlighted text to take you to Barry's site)

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'Mottled'

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Beauty in imperfection.

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Fig leaf

I watched it float down from a fig tree near the creek.

The last leaf.

The naked tree seemed to shiver.

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'It Rains'

I seem to be ever so slightly obsessed with rain and leaves.

But just look at that beautiful 'eucalyptus' green!

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Yellow and green

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After rain

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'...for all this, nature is never spent;

There lives the dearest freshness deep down things...'

(Gerard Manley Hopkins)

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Zig zag

( update- for info Banksia baxteri )

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Under my feet