This month, since #TreeSquares is over I decided to post to Cee’s Flower of the Day Challenge (FOTD). Like Becky B, Cee offers us the freedom to post every day or when we feel like it. I made the mistake of classifying my trees as flowers for about half the month last month. So this month – no trees. (maybe). Cee’s FOTD challenge accepts:
- Single flowers
- Multiple flowers
- Flower fields
- Tree or bush blossoms
- Autumn leaves
- Spring leaves
- Decorative Cabbage
- Still life
- Fake or Silk Flowers
As I swirled through my forested universe last month I came in touch again with my Australian trip. This month I’ll revisit only the flowers I photographed in Ballarat, Melbourne, Healesville Sanctuary and Queensland. Sometimes I might combine my post with another challenge I am doing, but I may just post one photo a day. I’ve never done that, so I’ll see how it goes.
August 7 Australia’s Old Sovereign Hill Florals
Old Sovereign Hill in Ballarat, Australia is the equivalent to Sutter Creek in California teaching and celebrating the Gold Rush. The town was huge and completely in character. The completeness of the town’s presentation also reminded me of Colonial Williamsburg.
Around one of the old homes was a beautiful garden. These were just a few of the gorgeous flowers in the garden.
I’m going to connect this to Natalie the Explorer’s Weekend Coffee Share. I love reading about all the fun things that she does every week. I also enjoy reading about what everyone else accomplishes during the week. I love Debbie’s word of the year.
Since I miss Squares, as you already know I’ve decided to use FOTD to take you all on a flower tour of my Australian trip four years ago. Since COVID, we haven’t traveled, but the move to Prescott, AZ has seemed like a vacation. There have been hikes and e-bike rides, and pickleball lessons and, of course, lots of blogging.
For the last two weeks, Vince and I have had a dose of learning to appreciate the little things. Two weeks ago on Friday, I fell during a walk with two friends and smashed my face. No real harm done, but it looked really bad – about 1/4 of black and blue. That kept me inside and blogging. No big47 5d8eal – that’s Nutter Butter laying on my keyboard and mouse. He does like to blog, too.
On Wednesday I felt on a mountain top after writing WQWWC and reading your responses. I went with my husband and friends to check out the public pickleball courts since ours was being repaired. I wasn’t going to play, but the empty court called us all. I played one great game. Then one of our trainers came by and played in my place. That was a good thing.
He and my friend beat our husbands. I sure wanted to do that, too. So I asked to play next. Instead of proving to everyone how wonderful I had gotten, I swung at a ball and twisted my knee. I was immediately out of the game and hobbled over to my friend standing in the shade.
Our husbands finished the game, and we went out to lunch. As you probably know, sitting with your leg down is not good therapy for an injury, but it didn’t hurt while I did it and the food was fabulous. I thought a little ice and keeping my leg up would help, but by later in the afternoon, I could barely move. An ambulance ride to the hospital and several hours later I left with assurance of no broken bones, crutches, a leg immobilizer, crutches and pain meds. I still couldn’t move without help.
For the last two days I have been getting stronger, and can get around with a walker, but it slows me down, and I can’t serve you a cup of coffee yet. Thank goodness for Vince. He’s getting a lot more out of marriage than he reckoned for 26 years ago. I’m getting him well-trained to be a carer or as we say in the US a care-giver.
The moral of this story is that I may not get as many posts published or as many of you visited as I had planned. I’m working mostly from phone, which is ok for answering you, but not great for leaving comments on your blogs.
Next time you come for coffee, I’ll serve you something really special with a great desert. Thanks for stopping by to say hi today.
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