Expectations, unheard, unwritten, not agreed, lead to disappointment.
Frustration from despondency could result in an outpouring or inner turmoil.
Assumptions can conflict create or do secrets forge, limiting authenticity.
Living as a liar may rebellion incite or self-loathing and self-destruction result.
The great thing about not planting the potted colour myself, is being constantly surprised by the blooms. This radiant yellow beauty announced its arrival yesterday.
Pink and yellow frangipani in Autumn
A front garden in a neighbouring street serves up pink (and yellow) against lush post rain green. What a colourful Autumn we are having in Sydney!
Sydney is experiencing unusually warm and humid weather for Autumn. Yesterday was no exception 30+oC and humidity in the high 80s even with cloud cover.
This light yellow ochre painted house is one of my favourites in Leichhardt. I slowly made my way home from Norton Street yesterday afternoon. I was struck by the vibrant and contrasting colours of the magenta flowers against the dark green trees. The hazy appearance of the picture is due to the light coming from the behind the yew.
The pink and yellow of these frangipani flowers remind me that Summer is nearing its end; Autumn’s just over a week away.
Nature’s reminder of the importance of the ‘how’ and the ‘why’
Walking from Randwick shops to my office, the vibrant pink of this hibiscus attracted my attention. Quickly activating the photo app on my phone, I hoped the breeze would not move the blooms too much. Visualising hot pink against a contrasting green background with an accent of yellow, I focussed and clicked several times.
While reviewing the pictures I noticed that in editing the leaves to make the flower the star I would lose the way the sunshine catches the leaves. Instead I decided to allow the pride of the plant to draw one’s gaze to the powerhouse of the plant.
On reflection I realised that I am often drawn to the prize without thinking about the bigger picture – focussing on the ‘what’ rather than the ‘how’ and the ‘why’.
There is nothing subtle about the Australian native. I took this picture while walking in Leichhardt Park, Sydney, Australia.
A little yellow and orange brings sunshine to an otherwise dreary grey day.
Iron Cove, Sydney, Australia.
This yellow Canna Lily is flourishing in our courtyard garden in Sydney, Australia.
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