This weather continues - the drizzle and mists keep coming and going with intermittent storms and downpours. As wretched as it is for some, here it is bliss. The bush has never looked better, the usual annual bushfire worry is non-existent, and the snakes are all under logs watching the cricket or something.
The much maligned and under appreciated Black Wattle (Acacia mearnsii) leans heavily over the edge of the lawn.
The Dorrigo Waratahs (Alloxylon pinnatum) have kept their colour and form longer than in a hot dry summer and are still giving a good show in the plantation, red lanterns in the fog.
And the usually impossible to see spider webs on the Astartea become bejewelled fine nets...
... part of an unseen network that looks pretty hard to navigate and avoid becoming dinner.
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