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BEFORE THE RAIN WASHES US OUT TO SEA…

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…a quick update, with the answer to the mystery image.

We don’t usually get such heavy rain at this time of the year, but last night and today it’s been, to say the least, very tropical. Let’s see if I can show you a met.office video  https://www.facebook.com/ABCtropic/videos/10153424710481681/   And that’s what I was driving in this morning.

It was really a day for curling up on a comfy chair and reading a book.But, no. Dinah heard about a good deal on a 300mm lens.So far, this is all I’ve done with it, but, weather permitting, I hope to do more.IMG_2043.JPG

And the mystery pic from the previous post? A seed from  the Commersonia, brown kurrajong in the local parlance. Mitzi came close.

Oh, I suppose you want to know what those dangly things are? Seed pods on  the Cassia fistula. And the trunk of a palm whose name I don’t know.

I have a feeling I’ll have to sweep the rain water out of the carport  again…

Have a few more from last week’s walk…

Can we say “Gulag.” Well, it looks pretty grim!IMG_4901.JPG

I counted about 20 of these homes, all with lovely views and NO GARDENS!Sheer madness if you ask me.

But wait! At the end of this row of “luxury jail cells”…a garden! IMG_4904.JPG

Maybe it’s easier to sit and look at the view than to create your own. Here’s their view…IMG_4906.JPG

As they say Oop North (England, that is) “There’s nowt so queer as folk!”

Busy, busy here so I’ll leave you with one more…water lilyIMG_4913.JPG

 

 

 

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Author: dinahmow

A New Zealander, currently living in tropical Queensland,Australia (with 2 cats and one Main Man).Old enough to remember George VI, white tennis balls and life-before-television.You want more? Read the blog!

17 thoughts on “BEFORE THE RAIN WASHES US OUT TO SEA…

  1. A brutal rain. I love those on a Sunday morning while I’m still under the covers.

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  2. Congrats on the new lens. Please be careful in that stormy weather!

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  3. kurrajong! well, I’ll go to the foot of our stairs. The Gulags, despite their name look lovely, not a gnome nor an ornamental wishing well in sight. As much as I like gardens, I’d be out with the paraquat if I had to live next door to that one.

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    • Well, my front yard would send you howling for the hills!(You wouldn’t be game to venture to the back yard!) Seriously, these all look so deserted.Not even a pot of herbs!

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  4. Congratulations to Mitzi! I hope the rest of us won’t be banished to that gulag as punishment for not guessing (nearly) correctly? Although the view *does* make up for having no garden.
    Fancy not taking advantage of that horrendous weather to stay indoors and indulge in comfort food/drink/books etc!

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  5. Take care in the weather! I wondered what that ‘gulag’ was until you explained. I thought it was something to do with horses.
    Sx

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    • Horses! Hahaha! Yes, they do look a bit like stable blocks at a posh riding establishment. Actually, I think these may be a retirement place. Old gits put out to pasture?They all look the same and the fact that there are no gardens makes me wonder if a body corporate wants it all low-maintenance-bland-and-boring.The only people I ever see walking on that side are very elderly.Definitely not horsey types!

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  6. You will not be shocked and surprised to hear that most of the gulag gives me the cold grues. I couldn’t live there. And hope never to be so old that I don’t see the need for a garden. And equally hope that circumstance never puts me where someone else can decide I don’t need a garden/jungle.
    Here, again, rain was forecast. And didn’t happen. Some world-wide weather moderation would be nice.

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    • Yes, I thought I saw your shudder muscle tighten.I may be quite wrong about the body corporate thing, but still…at least some fresh herbs.
      I did try to persuade the rain to go south, but rain never pays attention to me! Let’s just say “I hope those bloody goldfish can swim!”

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  7. They have similar gulags here in Costa Rica…tidy,nasty places without soul,,,for like minded people.

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  8. Congrats on the new lens & to Mitzi for closest guess!

    My first thought upon seeing those dangly seed pods would’ve been ‘Oh, what’s that?’. My second thought, ‘Is it edible?’ Lovely fotos, even of the gulags. Even with a nice view, I’d still want a garden, especially to take advantage of that beautiful weather…also, it would be nice to have some privacy should the need for all around, full body tanning come up. Got to get that Vitamin D from the sun.

    Those lilies are so vibrant! Thanks for sharing! Hope you get nicer weather for the weekend!

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  9. Well, I’m with you on the garden.Even in this overgrown patch I have fresh herbs, lemons, bananas, tamarinds and usually tomatoes.
    I think my body gets enough D without exposing any more of my person.I did that when I was young and silly and have paid the price. Be careful!

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  10. Crickey! A Kurrajong seed! Don’t worry, I’ll take myself to the bottom of the class… Though I saw ambergris on tv a few days ago and it did look remarkably like that lumpy thing. The gulag photo is awful. I can’t imagine who would want to live there, in such a magical place as your area. I hope not retirees, that would be too sad, with no gardens, in spite of the view. It’s raining here today, momentarily at least, and it almost feels as though Autumn is on the way. Strange weather…

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