SERVES ME RIGHT FOR BEING ABSENT SO LONG!

Sometimes, life throws curve balls.Sometimes laziness overtakes me. Ain’t sayin’ which…

But I was jogged by my friend, the Banished One so I opened the neglected blog and found the WordPressians had staged a coup.I suppose I’ll figure things out  in my usual stumbling way…

Here’s something to look at while I have a stumble…004

It’s a Blue Tiger Tirumala hamata. Not so many of them in the cooler weather, but they are here in their thousands throughout summer.

I was sorting through a box of what cannot be labelled more kindly than “stuff” and came across something that made me think of a summer day, years ago.

I could hear children laughing and shouting as they played in the garden. Glancing through the window I could see one of the boys running around, one hand flapping at his trouser seat. The others were collapsed in giggling fits. Then the Resident Boy burst in, looking for a cold drink. I said they seemed to be having fun. “Yeah.Jason’s doing hippo farts.It’s brilliant!” And he raced out , taking the water bottles.

Hippo farts? I blame David Attenborough.

Geiger had a trip to Dr.Vet last week. A minor blip. A quick jab sorted it.Not that she thinks a needle in the nether end is minor! But the good thing is that the test that confirmed this infection also returned a negative glucose result. “Told you I wasn’t diabolic!”

And the new banner? That one, up there /\…it’s a native small tree, related to macadamia.Want to see more?IMG_1995  Buckinghamia celissima

Buckinghamia celissima  Commonly called Ivory Curl. It’s growing down near the beach; no room in this garden for it! Mind you, I’ve been wielding the big loppers to great effect…hmm, I wonder.

Not much of a post, but perhaps my mojo will return now that I’ve made some effort.

 

 

FITH. June

Updated to add Jane’s link  

http://flwrjane-smallbutcharming.blogspot.com.au/2014/06/flowers-in-house-of-soccer-june-2014.html

Clock on steroids.Again!.

Just when I think I can see through a gap in the mountain of work….C’est la vie

But, I am ready for Jane’s floriforous frolic! Actually, I scooped some beautiful lilies the other day, as a little treat for us, to celebrate the fixing of the fridge.(see previous post)  And  then, knowing how quickly flowers can wilt here, even in winter, I took some photos. No, I don’t think that’s cheating. I call that smart! And a jolly good thing, too, as a couple of tearaways snapped a stem, rounding the corner into the home straight…Anyway, here are my flowers in the house for this month.002

Yes, yellow lilies.With some yellow roses, too. I was told, years ago, that yellow roses mean infidelity, jealousy and rejection, in the language of love. But some sources say  the yellow rose means friendship.I don’t hold with any of that nonsense! I like the colour and it goes with the decor, so there! I added some jasmine and some greenery and stood the vase in a blue ceramic planter.

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And the orchid, still going strong 6 weeks later. Because I can!

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Huge thanks to all those who have applied the brakes to Global Warming.I am pleased compelled to report that winter has hit us. You thought it was always hot and sunny in the tropics? Oh! Give your head a shake!

Hah! Jane has not yet set Mr.Linky for this month.Serves me right, I suppose, for trying to be on time. But this is where it all happens and as soon as I know I’ll update this post.

 

THE ICEMAN COMETH…

Sadly, not Lee Marvin. But I was very,very happy to open the door to the Iceman who did cometh.

Our fridge didn’t seem as cold as it ought to have been.And the freezer was icing-up alarmingly.The biggest concern was that the wine took ages to be drinkably cold!

Having been ,shall we say, a little ticked off with the payment arrangements of the crew who replaced my oven door (basically, they wanted payment to the workman who was sent to do the job.No invoice, no receipt and no facility for card payment.Do I have feckin’ eejit stamped on my forehead?) * I was not about to hire them.

But I still had the number of the chap who replaced the fridge door seals a few years ago and one brief phone call later…he said he’d order new seals, call me when the seals arrived and also check the other workings of the monster then. We had a holiday looming.Still tied to the Palace apron strings, Australia declares a holiday, in June, to celebrate the Sovereign’s birthday.Which is in April, but never mind the logistics…

So the shopping/cooking malarkey was trimmed to daily purchases and rather a lot of stuff was dumped from the freezer. Baked beans on toast, anyone? :-)

All was well: the seals arrived the day after the holiday and were installed the day after that. Iceman defrosted the iced-up lumps with a dead-handy steamer gizmo.

Much quicker than a hair-dryer! And the thermostat was pronounced “fine” and that was that. Iceman has a hand-held card validating thingy which printed a receipt and I turned my attention to wielding a can opener…**

We’ve been having showery weather on and off for weeks.Gardens, of course, are romping away.As are the rotten weeds. But it’s not all bad news! Cursing a particularly tenacious weed and burning from the sun, I called a halt and came indoors for a cold drink and a little blog-reading.First up, Marie, over in Harlem…BINGO! She’s been foraging and look what’s edible! Yes, I’ve had a little nibble of the raw leaves. A bit too fuzzy for my liking, but I’ll definitely make use of it, lightly steamed. How hairy? About the same as older leaves of the herb borage So, if you have Galinsoga taxing your vocabulary, try sending it to the kitchen, not to the inner circle of Hell.

Trimming the ferns and jasmine back from the edge of path is a constant task.It’s easy enough and sometimes I have help…

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Geiger, being “helpful.”  She’d taken a short cut through the ferns and scattered petals all over the path.

 

And the jasmine.  J.officinale, I believe.

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It’s Saturday in my world. And that means that in a few hours a happy Band of Brothers    Bloggers will be converging on The Zeddary.  Unable to make the trip this year, I’ll be drinking   thinking of you.Cheers!

* I refused to comply with this idea and drove over to their office the following day and paid.

** Not really. I keep pasta in the pantry and linguini-and-tomatoes with salad saw us well-fed.