Wednesday, November 14, 2012


Not Le Ripe!

The scene changes radically.
This is not Le Ripe, not Tuscany nor even any other part of Italy.
I write from Australia, from another landscape and another season.
flowering gum
Here it is spring, there are swallows, wrens, honeyeaters, lorikeets, magpies, cockatoos, willy wagtails and sacred ibis
nesting, feeding, soaring, singing, darting and hopping everywhere.
Butterflies on the native shrubs, bees on the lavender, blossom on the trees.
How lucky to enjoy a breath of spring before winter arrives in the north...
rainbow lorikeets