But having just lost several photos and sentences, I’m not betting the housekeeping purse on it! I’ll try saving this, but the difficulty seems to be a)knowing where the beezeezlehoop it goes to and b) getting it back so I can continue!
This one of about a dozen (so far) flowers on the passion fruit vine. Hoping they all become fruit!
And this is the Vanda, looking VERY pink in the sunlight.It’s actually more purple. Never mind, we likes it!
Sporran likes to check on the pool crawler when she hears the pump cut-in. Yesterday, she sat on the pool coping, ears on backwards, glaring into the water. I went to see why. Oops! Mr Kreepy was detached from his hose and just lying on the bottom of the pool. We managed to hook him out with a rake, screwed him back onto his hose and away he went, scrubbing his way around the pool. Pleased with “her” efforts, Sporran wandered off…
The native orchid, Phaius australis is almost finished for the season.
And, since we are on the topic…on Sunday we gave ourselves a day off and went to the local orchid show. Ooh! Lots of pretties! But I was very restrained. I did take some pictures…
These are (mostly) Phalaenopsis, but individual labels were impossible with the rude people!
Back to the home garden…this is the Vanda in bud
And here she is, open and looking rather Barbie Pink!
Ooh! That reminds me…there is a rather dark tale about Barbie. We are not sure whether she died of natural causes, ie, drowning…or whether she was “done in, Guv. Probly by ‘er old man, cos we’ve ‘eard them ‘avin’ a right set-to many a night. An the Mister found ‘er old man’s John Deere, arse-up be’ind the pump shed…”
Indeed. Foul play is suspected. The very dead Barbie was found by The Man, who thought there was a funny noise coming from the skimmer box. Sure enough, there she was. Too late for mouth-to-mouth or even de-fib so we stuck her in the wheelie bin.
Here’s another from the Orchid House.