Mountains and sky

When I walked out this morning I saw mountains and the dawn sky.

I were wish there were mountains just outside my door.

An autumn gift

I cracked the egg painted with a dragonfly last night. I've treasured it for a long time so I felt quite sad.

 Then this morning I found a dragonfly chilled by the night, its wings burdened with dew drops.

I picked it up to admire it and in the warmth of my hand it began to revive.

I took a couple of one-handed pics

Then I put it in a dry place under the yellow chrysanthemum, and in an hour it had gone.

I have had a dragonfly on my finger. 

(Surely everyone keeps a camera by the pots of chrysanthemums, just in case of dragonflies?) 

Ephemeral

Saturday

Sunday

Monday

Glorious red

I saw red on my walk this morning.

Just yesterday there were still a few green leaves left on this tree.

Orange-red.

Every shade of red.

Gleanings from lanes and fences this morning

I found plenty of red to warm this chilly evening.

A bit of quiet

Spending a couple of days with a good friend.

Drinking green tea on a sunny morning

Pipers restaurant, Saturday morning by Lake Wendouree.

Bread and roses

The last roses are flowering in the garden, and on my windowsill.

I took a pile of books out side and browsed through them in the soft autumn sun.

This evening I baked quinces in honey and a loaf of bread. The house smells delicious.

Bread and roses bring to mind St Elizabeth of Hungary,  her basket of bread changed miraculously to roses, and the mill workers of Lowell, Massachusetts in 1912, striking for bread and for roses too. 

Lollies and candy

When I was eight, bliss was a bag of lollies from the milkbar. Now it can be an old Aussie lace tea-tray cloth, patterned with lyre birds.

It can be a basket of lemon verbena leaves to dry and a jar of sugar layered with lemon verbena leaves  for sweet cakes or tea.

It can be the bag of spring-pink angora wool found at the op shop, which will become a cloud-soft shawl.

  It can be the mad wool-tapestry cover with it's lolly-pink accents. Just the colour of a sherbert bomb.
A delicious sight. Maybe this is what is called eye-candy in the US.