The El Niño weather pattern is making itself felt in Queensland, Australia’s self proclaimed sunshine state. Long periods of dry weather have resulted in a crisp brown lawn juxtaposed with our backyard jacaranda tree in full Spring bloom.
We are experiencing the seasons of this first year in our new home through a garden lens. We are thrilled to see clumps of amaryllis.
One of the frangipanis is flowering before the leaves have emerged.
The Winter planted tomatoes are fruiting.
Late afternoon in Morningside.
Yellow and purple-blue jacarandas
Stand, in contest on Kates Street.
Puffed up in show of flower bells,
Attracting bees to plunder, and
Springtime passers by, to wonder
At the temporary beauty beheld.
I have been walking past the most glorious yellow flowering trees for the last few weeks.
It turns out they are a variety of jacaranda! Spring in Brisbane, I highly recommend it.
Spring is incomplete without seeing jacarandas. I am happy to report that Brisbane has an abundance of exquisite examples. This one provides shade for a weatherboard Queenslander home.
White picket fence and cricketers. The perfect accent to verdant green grass and purple jacarandas.
Spring in Sydney, the time when the Jacaranda trees bloom. They barely have had time to loose their leaves before being adorned with sweet, almost unpleasant, purple, trumpet shaped flowers.
Jacarandas are difficult to photograph, their magnificenct colour being lost against a blue Antipodean sky. I was fortunate to spot this one from a third floor window, while waiting for a meeting to begin.
November winds and rain will soon scatter the petals. Regally carpeting the ground under the Jacaranda’s skeletal canopy of twisted branches.
Gnarled jacaranda tree, Petersham Park.
This old Jacaranda provides shade from the noon sun. It’s feather like leaves gently undulate, caressing the breeze.
Here is a post about the shadows cast by the Jacaranda’s branches in Spring.
When my mind is grappling with burdens nature lends a hand. This carpet of purple-blue jacaranda petals marked a path towards home.
Gentle transition from tree,
Through air,
To water.
Behold this offering
Unto the heavens;
Reflected above.
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