Un Scotch thistle?

Not a Scotch thistle but a Spear Thistle or Cirsium Vulgare

When I first saw this thistle I thought it to be a Scotch thistle but after consulting the weeds website I identified it as a Spear Thistle or Cirsium Vulgare. They are very similar and many folk also call it a Scotch Thistle but in reality its a much smaller cousin and the flower prettier as thorns go.

The artist in me likes the plant for its form and colour but the gardener tells me to get rid of it. Fortunatly the camera allows me to record it and be able to consider later. Then the gardener within me destroys it knowing that it is just another plant that has grown in the wrong place… I’m in the process of designing a new garden mostly so that I will have plants photograph and thus far I have twenty two species of invasive weed plants to consider this way…

A female peacock close up…

A-female-peacock-Close-up

A curious female peacock, she’s almost posing!
Over the past year we have really gotten to enjoy the company of these lovely creatures on our evening walk. A few have even begun to recognise us by walking with or not even atempting to walk away from us.
Sadly there seems to be a high mortality rate with their chicks about 30% so far seemed to have vanished. Likely cats, we have seen the odd few sculking out of view onthe Trevallyn side. Then before they even get to the chick stage possums are known to raid the nests for eggs, but we haven’t seen any evidence of scattered broken egg shells. I realize that these peafowl are not natives and some folk have questioned that, but it seems they are endangered in several of the countries from which they eminate. So in many ways keeping them in a public parks is no bad thing.  And thus far we haven’t seen any evidence of a depletion of skinks which the are known to eat. From observation I would say that the kookaburras are more efficient hunters where small reptiles are involved and even they could be an import!  Besides Jacqui Lambie needs peacock feathers for her hats!

A touch of rose in the sunset…

A-touch-of-rose-in-the-sunset

Wether its the residual smoke in the atmosphere or just the time of year I don’t know but every so often a sunset has this slightly rosey glow, its a pleasant surprize when one can capture it…

Surfin the pool. – An artist on four tiny wheels…

surfin the pool

A few days after the flood that hit the first basin the swimming pool had been cleaned up, the taps were turned on and slowly it be gan to fill. Before the shallow side received the water it made a perfect place for surfing of another kind. From a distance we watched as this young man zigzagged from one end of the pool to the other with just one or two pushes to start the momentum. An artist on four tiny wheels…

Native-grass?

Native-grass? Or is it an exotic weed?

Native-grass? Or is it an exotic weed? This little plant sprung into life after the recent flood in the gorge. It looks a little bit like South African weed that is wide spread in W.A. Any ideas anyone?