a love of flowers

I love flowers! Our lives mimic theirs with birth, opening, fulfilment, beauty and death.

My daughter gave me a beautiful bunch for Mothers Day. I met the florist half way to our gate as he delivered mid morning on Sunday. How amazing is that! What a wonderful gift.

I have watched them change all week and am sharing some moments with you.




Oh……. the scent that invaded the cottage was delightful!










I couldn’t pick a favourite. Thank you for my week of flowers Shae.




May beauty abound in your life.

Thank you ‘Powers that Be’ ….for flowers!



spring morning in the garden

Love the mornings after a 12 degree night …….. and warming to a 25 degree day. I took a wander into the garden this morning just to spot a few of the flutterbys that have been hovering over the new blossoms. We have an abundance of insects this spring and I’m sure this will be followed by an abundance of chewed foliage. One has to see the good in this! This will be a great season for the birds! They keep me amused each morning by squabbling with each other over who owns the fruit on the fig next to my deck………more time spent eating and less time vying my feathered friends.


Step off the steps….well I haven’t quite decided what to call the rocks that lead to the deck other than ‘watch where you put your feet’…… and you meet purple. Love these little fellas! I do not profess to know the names of the plants in my garden and I am happy with that!


Then on to the next…..you don’t mess with this fellow, though he is showing ‘mower messing’. I had no idea he would get this large so quickly! I do apologise profusely to him for the odd nudge.

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Then on down the drive to some more purple and green.

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How delicate, and had to fight off the native bees to take this one.                      garden spring 016

Then another giant or two to avoid getting friendly with. I love these structural plants.

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On to the wood lost in the blow earlier this year, seasoning for next Winter, and the first flowers of my eucalyptus. Oh yes, my poles add colour to the garden too. This one tells a story of the first travellers to this garden.

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What can I say. Spring mornings are beautiful in my garden. Enjoy your garden too this Spring – every moment in every day you have to walk bare feet on the earth.

Love Mirri

spring evenings

The morning breeze that hints of warmer days to come touches the valley floor below and the climbs to the top of our ridgeline. The days bring warm earth smells and feet covered with dew and mowed lawn clippings. This year I have added a few annuals to rock faces and they are beginning to show. The days are longer because I am waking with the sun earlier and I love that! Sometimes the fog is still heavy in the valley at 8 and I have even noticed  low cloud misting the ridge line after sunset.

But it is sunset I want to reveal today.


Today a good friend underwent an operation to fix damages from a serious accident where life could have been forgotten. I passed time during the day doing the daily chores all of which seem somewhat mundane where someone’sImage

life is concerned. The day did not flow as well as usual but I expect some preparation was being done by the universe in other places as it flowed very well in that operating theatre.


I spent the approaching evening sitting on my deck overlooking the world as I know it. Wondering too how that good friend was doing after his six hour op to restore his good looks! Now, I believe, looking like a beardless Samurai Warrior.

Watching the sunset always brings much gratitude for the life I live here and never fails to amaze. God’s colour palate is endless and this

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It was late into the night before I heard everything had progressed well and a sleepy voice confirmed Life is good and meant for living.

Blessings go to all who give their time to ensure we have a chance to live it!.Bundy 011

Much love and happiness……….and a sunset or two!