My mother has a green thumb and the gift of creating beautiful spots in her garden. It is a haven for birds - tiny little blue wrens, willy wag tails and larger birds - the kookaburra and the sulpher crested cockatoo. Swarms of lorrikeets nestle into her grevilleas, feeding on the flowers. Their sounds are happy unlike the cockatoo who screeches noisily and bosily. All of the birds love her different bird baths and come to bathe at different times of the day.
Mum has created little nooks in her garden that are a delight to sit in curled up with a book, a cup of tea or just to sit and observe tiny activity.
We have been up here for a week and it was when winter hit with a bang. It has been cold with an icy wind blowing, keeping us hibernating indoors with books. I have spent much of my week quilting and being very lazy. I have done a little writing and played with taking photos.
