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The bush fires have passed all around us, and today are still burning along the coast. The regular easterly evening wind and sea mist that rolls in, now fills the valley with smoke. The first night I woke with a fright and could smell it strongly through the windows. (We open the house up at night to these cool breezes and trap them in the morning. The solid brick walls keep the inside cool all day.) The evening sky is full of 'dread & foreboding' theatrical lighting. The softer light really reminded me of late autumn in Europe, very strange and 'other-worldly'. The large bed of
honesty plants flower every second year, but there are
enough seeds scattered around that we have pockets of them all the time.
Small bunches of their white flowers, seem to grow in any crack in the
yard. The flat seed heads turn green through to pale yellow and then
shed their outer seed coverings and are then rice paper
translucent. Inside in the vase, they look like stained glass
windows. (The Americans call it the Money Plant, Lunaria annua or
Lunaria biennis because the 'silicles' look like silver dollars.) |
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