Spring has sprung, the grass has riz....
I wonder where the birdies is?
Our gardens are getting a thorough turn over these days by hungry blackbirds, who just love scratching through the mulch to get at the best bugs, along with little grey-green birds (not sure what they are, but they're cute and they sing prettily). The wattle birds are getting noisier, scrapping and posturing and proclaiming their territory. Gus still gets frustrated by all these intruders but at least he's a little more wary of magpies since being swooped in the park.
I absolutely love settling into a piping hot bath in the morning or evening with the windows open, just so I can listen to the sounds of the garden as I close my eyes. We refer to the blackbirds as 'Jazzbirds', 'cause they sing such wonderful little syncopated melodies ..... (I'm diggin' that smooth groove!).
We decided to take advantage of the gorgeous sunny weather on Sunday - Godfrey did a 55km ride to Mordialloc, so was a little tired, but he's doing really well in preparing for the Round the Bay in a Day ride next month. After a quick lunch we bundled Gus into the car and headed off to visit the Garden of St Erth at Blackwood, near the Wombat State Forest.
The Diggers Club were hosting their annual daffodil festival and it was a perfect day for a gentle stroll among the new garden beds and gorgeous woodland plantings. We had a delicious lamb and apricot curry at the cafe and took lots of photos (with our phones, as we had forgotten to bring the camera!) in the gardens.
Although I really don't have much more room at all in the garden at home, I couldn't resist buying some aquilegias, and white agastache seedlings, as well as some more hollyhock seeds and jiffy pots for planting lupins and cleomes. Roll on Spring and Summer!
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