The oval is clipped to within an inch of its life. In comparison, the lawned areas of the surrounding park are meadow like. Proudly displaying lush green blades of 200mm plus grass, the result of cooling autumn weather and an abundance of rain. Petersham Park was resplendent during our walk with Stan today.
Petersham
35oC Spring day
Luckily there was a breeze and relatively low humidity, so quite comfortable in the shade. The clocks have gone forward one hour for Australian Eastern Daylight Time, luckily it is a public holiday tomorrow, what with the more soaring temperatures and all. Just in case you are wondering Sydney is GMT +11 hours.
Plenty
Sunday at the oval after a shower, Petersham Park, Sydney Australia.
Winter red
It has been an unusually warm August. Cherry, magnolia and jasmine flowers are bursting forth in response. The above bush in Petersham Park, Sydney, Australia appears to be bearing miniature hibiscus blooms. Or could it be a camellia?
Shady spot
A handmade
Place in shade.
Birds watched,
Time snatched.
Present here,
Life’s clear.
Bandstand
Bandstand, Petersham Park, Sydney, Australia. It was built to commemorate the coronation of Edward VII, King of Great Britain and Ireland, and of the British Dominions beyond the Seas and Emporer of India.
Restored in 1993, the building consists of a timber and iron structure on a sandstone platform with a slate roof.
On Saturday, 20 September 1902, in the presence of 10,000 spectators, the Governor of New South Wales, Sir Harry Rawson, officially opened this bandstand.
1902 ‘The Sydney Morning Herald.’, The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), 22 September, p. 6, viewed 21 March, 2015, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article14506344
Noble nobbles
I’m drawn to the noble nobbles protruding from the trunk of this tree. We pass it on our circumnavigation of Petersham Park, Sydney, Australia.
Alternate reality
Man made structures like this water tower in Petersham stimulate my imagination. In another dimension this could be a spacecraft launch pad, helipad or lookout. I wonder if in one hundred years from now it will still be here or will it have been transformed into a penthouse residence with 360o views.
Perception of prison
What is my crime to be restrained behind bars?
Passers by do not seem to notice my plight,
Perhaps I’m in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Come rain or come shine I hold my head up high,
Forever hopeful that I find release soon.
theINFP 