Mosaic Bowl
No, this is not a posed photograph.
Some years ago I spent many an hour decorating this earthenware dish with pretty mosaics. I do love colour.
For a few years this bowl sat beneath the tap in my front garden filled with water for the wild birds. They came to drink and to have a bath in the hot Australian summer.
More recently it has been scrubbed up and is now used to feed my hens in the afternoon. if you look closely you will see little seeds still in the bowl.
The hens know that if they come to the back door about three or four o'clock they will get a handful of different seeds. it is a mixture of cracked corn, sunflower, millet and sorghum and whatever other seeds I find in my travels. it keeps the hens friendly.
Mary Rose
The bowl was placed on the lawn near my lovely Mary Rose rose. A stem of the rose bent over and lay beside the bowl. It had some buds on it so I left it lying there. A couple of days later it rewarded me with the sight of the flowers opening. I just couldn't resist taking a photo of it.
This rose grows well from cuttings so I have a few bushes dotted around the garden. It has a soft perfume and thorny stems. It was my first rose planted in my new garden when we moved to this home on the southern coast of Australia on the eastern side. we are only seven minutes walk from the pristine beaches that spread into the distance each way.
The wind is often cool here especially in the winter as we have about 420 kilometres (about 260 miles) of sea to the south of us before you reach land in Tasmania, our southern most state which is an island out in the ocean on its own. At the southern tip of Tasmania there is only cold, blowing, blustery winds across the swelling sea until you reach Antarctica.
No, this is not a posed photograph.
Some years ago I spent many an hour decorating this earthenware dish with pretty mosaics. I do love colour.
For a few years this bowl sat beneath the tap in my front garden filled with water for the wild birds. They came to drink and to have a bath in the hot Australian summer.
More recently it has been scrubbed up and is now used to feed my hens in the afternoon. if you look closely you will see little seeds still in the bowl.
The hens know that if they come to the back door about three or four o'clock they will get a handful of different seeds. it is a mixture of cracked corn, sunflower, millet and sorghum and whatever other seeds I find in my travels. it keeps the hens friendly.
Mary Rose
The bowl was placed on the lawn near my lovely Mary Rose rose. A stem of the rose bent over and lay beside the bowl. It had some buds on it so I left it lying there. A couple of days later it rewarded me with the sight of the flowers opening. I just couldn't resist taking a photo of it.
This rose grows well from cuttings so I have a few bushes dotted around the garden. It has a soft perfume and thorny stems. It was my first rose planted in my new garden when we moved to this home on the southern coast of Australia on the eastern side. we are only seven minutes walk from the pristine beaches that spread into the distance each way.
The wind is often cool here especially in the winter as we have about 420 kilometres (about 260 miles) of sea to the south of us before you reach land in Tasmania, our southern most state which is an island out in the ocean on its own. At the southern tip of Tasmania there is only cold, blowing, blustery winds across the swelling sea until you reach Antarctica.
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