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No, not about one of those ever-returning pop stars who can’t quite seem to leave their spotlight.

This  post features some of the garden plants that are thumbing their metaphorical noses at cyclones. Some things were damaged beyond help, but I’m happy to see others romping away.

Beginning with a flower stem of Canangra odorata When the rain and the roaring wind eased and we ventured out, this was on the front steps. (And, for the moment, it’s also my header!)


David Austin’s trouper, “Abraham Darby” I snapped this in a shower this morning.

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Cestrum nocturnum Night-scented jasmine. Utterly gorgeous! It needed vigorous pruning a few weeks ago, but it kept flowering and so I left it. Some of the taller stems were “pruned” for me. I did eventually get stuck into it, cutting two bushes back rather brutally and allowing this one to remain reasonably tall. It helps to screen two neighbouring houses.

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Clerodendrum nutans Delighted to find several flower buds on this as it struggles and almost croaked during the heatwave. And no, I cannot move it as the roots will be impossible to untangle from the  {insert any rude adjective } palms. I might try striking a cutting to grow in a pot…

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One of several crucifix orchids, this one was on a grevillea we had to cut back.I’ve poked it between fence palings for the time being.Those background cordylines belong to the neighbour. It’s known as “the borrowed view.” 🙂

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My poor swamp orchid!Phaius australis. It’s been crushed by shed palm fronds, sat on by a ruddy great toad,almost cooked in the heatwave and, most recently, blown over by the stormy winds. But it’s fighting back!

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Stag or Elk? I always have to look them up! These were both rescued from a palm that was blown down a few weeks ago.


And this one was attached to a palm next door and the neighbour had nowhere to put it so she and I lugged it down here and yesterday The Man wired it to a post. It looks a bit ragged (well, so would you if you were hurled from a great height!), but I think it’ll survive.

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I’ll post one more comeback…the Michaelia figo, “Port Wine Magnolia.” Another fragrant plant for pathways below windows.M.figo port Wine.JPG

The removal of storm-damaged trees continues though we have no indication of when our suburb will be cleared. But we did get off lightly, compared with many others.




…Dastardly Debbie was heading for landfall just a few miles north of us.

In case we lost power, I did a hasty menu revision and baked a quiche.Because my oven is electric and if the power runs away and hides (our power is a total wuss!) I can still cook fish and curry and soup on the gas hobs.

So…quiche and salad and a nice bottle of wine and and a night of whine and moan and crash as the wind whipped through palms and trees.

In daylight we could see lots of leaves and twiggy branches and seed heads littering the lawn and pathway. But no major damage. Of course, it will get much rougher in a few hours, but we should be OK Chez Dinahmow. Thoughts are with others who have already suffered some damage.

What does storm damage along a tropical coast look like? Well, not Brochure Blue, for a start! More Battleship Grey. We did a brief run out a while ago and I took the little camera and snapped a few frames from the car.


This is a Casuarina at the Lifeguard Station.


And a sister Casuarina, a few metres away.


I was hoping to “catch” a big wave breaking, but another  tourist came along! 

We did not stay out  long. I may go down to the beach when this nonsense has blown itself out…

In the meantime, I have some small plant pots taking up space in the laundry, but that’s OK as I shant be doing any laundry til the storm has passed!

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A Plumeria (frangipani to Australians) and 3 small cuttings of Dichorisandra.


…and then the power went out.Followed a few hours later by the ‘phone…

Monday, April 3.

The world, or at least my small corner of it, is returning to normal. That cyclone has left millions of dollars worth of damage in its wake, all the way down the Queensland coast and into NSW.

Some of the near neighbours joined The Man and me yesterday in removing fallen trees, branches, palms. The City Council will organise kerbside clearance over the next week or two. I have a lot of work to do in the gardens here, but it’s relatively small and can wait til things are more settled.

Thank you all for checking in, via email and Facebook. Let’s close this chapter with something amusing.Not to say apposite for anyone still facing power cuts. (think about it…)






…well, in blog terms, at least!

So, what have you missed? Not a lot. We had some extremely hot, dry weather which had most of us rushing about with hoses.That would be the daft buggers! The rest of us conducted ourselves in a calm and exemplary manner.We took very good care of our synovial hinge joints. Which, in turn, supported vintners in fire-ravaged  and drought-stricken areas.

You see, your humble blogger does have a social conscience!

We’ve had a little cyclonic disturbance here! By cyclone standards it was pretty ordinary.Well, we all expected much worse from Dylan, as the boffins named it. I think they chose the name as representative of that dopey hippy rabbit on Magic Roundabout!

And now we have good, soaking rain.The gardeners will be happy…

I wandered down to the beach on Friday with a little camera in my pocket.

A casuarina wrenched from its position above the tide line;roots twisted and broken.


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There’s a slipway somewhere under that!

Looks like a juvenile sooty tern.But not sure


This poor chap didn’t make it!It might be a juvenile sooty tern, but I don’t know. 

I met people from beach-front houses filling sandbags.A tad late, I thought, given that the King Tide had been and gone!

From Sunset Beach, I walked along Mango Avenue…

Mango becomes a lorikeet feast


Where, predictably, mangoes littered the road and became a feast for birds.

Mango after the feast


A mango seed after lorikeets had had a party.



If you click the picture, you can see sooty terns (I think!). Usually, the only seabirds we see up here are a few terns and maybe once in a blue moon, a seagull, probably a silver gull. Different story down at Harbour Beach, The Marina and even , sometimes, CBD. Free-loaders and thugs!

Back home, somewhat damp and salty, I snapped a couple of rude (as in: not polished!) pictures of some Cananga odorata stems. That’s the source of ylangylang perfume,in case you’re wondering. A branch had been knocking against the house roof for ages and The Man was concerned that Dylan might use it as a sort of can opener. So, with a pruning saw on a long handle, he cut the branch. Fortunately, that tree has very soft wood! I brought a couple of stems indoors, but it’s not really a picker. The kitchen smelled nice, though!IMG_4253

Cananga flowers.About as close to Forsythia as I can get in this climate!

Now, the rain has stopped so maybe I’;ll take a load of snapped branches, palm fronds and prunings up to the dump. Glamour queen, that’s me!