In Search of Colour

We spend time “living”. We spend time in our home bases. We spend time doing things in our local area without at times noticing the beauty that surrounds us. Aiming to “smell the roses” we take this chance to not just look but see the things right under our noses.

In Search of Colour – Chapter 1- Our Search for Colour

Where he mocked our efforts to contain Her, moving into the “real” first verse of My Country by Dorothea MacKellar (not the one that starts “I love a sunburnt country” which is actually the second verse, and her “ordered woods and gardens”.

In Search of Colour – Chapter 2- Our Garden

We are particularly proud of our walking iris forest, the ornamental gingers and the grevilleas, all of which at differing times of the year prove colour explosions.

In Search of Colour – Chapter 3 – The Day of the Snake

Eventually the snake is bagged and is off to its new home, down the street aways.