The birds love the flax flowers. See this one, a starling I think, with his beak deep into the flower....and here he his, looking around. The orange on his head is pollen. No wonder it makes some people sneeze! and here's the same flax bush, at sunset. These pictures are grainy, pushing my little camera to its limits, but I sure do love that camera. What did we do without digital cameras?
There are lovely garden pictures to be seen over at the quilting orchardist. Tell her I said merry christmas!
Oh, I bought the house. Obscene amounts of money have been in and out of my bank account in the last 24 hours. It went a bit pear shaped along the way, the bank made a mistake, and my lawyer earned her money. But I bought the house. I'm going to MY house to sleep in MY bed on Christmas Eve. Nice.
I forgot to tell you, I now have a Graduate Certificate in serious work stuff, from the Queensland University of Technology, ahem, with distinction. No more essays. You can help me fix up the bathroom and the laundry instead.