I often see these sturdy flowers in parks, next to foot paths and in gardens.
Even when the skies are grey the flowers appear bright.
Like so many tiny suns I find them cheerful as if they light up the Earth.
yellow
March of progress
This building in Dulwich Hill, Sydney, NSW, is in the process of being demolished to make way for a development of apartments.
I can imagine a corrugated metal bull nosed roof providing shade for the occupants of a balcony that is adorned with iron lace work.You can see how the former roof has protected the paint from the sun’s bleaching rays, marked by shading of the painted surfaces.
I particularly like the blue French doors contrasted against the yellow wall, it reminds me of the heat of a European Summer. It is a shame that the whole building wasn’t painted with the same colours.
Glorious yellow
This plant produces fantastic blooms that last for just a few days before the petals droop. We refer to it as the yellow lily because we have misplaced the label.
Walking the line
Life is not all about walking straight lines!
Silver clouds and cows
After a few disappointing exhibitions in Australia, I had low expectations of Andy Warhol at Te Papa Museum in Wellington, New Zealand. I am happy to say I enjoyed it. It was good to see early pencil sketches along with the predictable famous portraits.
The highlight for me was the Silver Cloud and Cows installation. Large helium filled rectangular shaped silver pillows gently float above and around. The pink cow head on yellow wallpaper is reflected on the surface of the inflated silver oblongs. I found the ever changing surfaces calming.
A fellow blogger has pictures:
Winter show
Drifting, floating on the breeze,
Come to rest high in the trees.
Sitting soft, held aloft,
Among the gold, falling leaves,
Gentle gust; limp ribbon weaves.
Relief from grey; colours glow,
Sad to see them deflate, slow.
Once a joy filled play toy:
Red; yellow; pink; orange; green;
Rainbow hues can still be seen.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Mellow yellow
Cool winter’s Sunday morning, Flinders Street Railway Station facing St. Kilda Road, Melbourne, taken from Federation Square.
Contrast in the city
Autumn yellow against vibrant evergreen
Autumn flower
Autumn seems to have finally rolled into town. The clocks change back at 3am tomorrow morning, the official end to day light saving in Sydney, Australia.
After a glorious Easter we have had a vey wet week. We dashed out between showers this morning to take Stan for a walk. I took the picture above with my mobile phone. I was attracted to the green and red leaves and the fried egg like flower. I have no idea what variety of shrub this is, all suggestions will be gratefully received.
Floating Frangipani
I walk beneath the deep green dome shaped tree,
I enjoy the sinus tickling fragrance,
Spiralling yellow white blooms lie scattered.
I bend down to pick up fallen flowers,
Sensuous silky petals feel so fragile.
I float them in a bowl of cool water,
Sustain them for a little while longer.
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