One weekend recently, I went to Norwood. Well, really, I was deposited in this well heeled inner Eastern suburb while my beloved went on a mission further from home, with a plan for collecting me on her way back. The idea was that I would look for a birthday present for my Mum. I had a few other goals in mind that involved the very nice bookshop there and a bit of random wandering.
At some stage I decided a gelati would be perfect, as you do, given the chance. So, gelati in hand, I wandered away from the main road and down a side street to see what I could see. There on a bank sloping down to an unlovely carpark were some glorious sheoaks and some not-so-common eucalypts. To me they seemed like plausible instances of E Polyanthemos, but the tallest I had ever seen.
The evidence there had been many-anthers was all over the ground. I think my eyes were caught by the fluttering of somewhat oval leaves in the breeze.
Before long I was climbing the bank and dodging the cars. Some of the trees had been cut and had re-sprouted with juvenile leaves that were almost round, and quite large. My manual (Holliday and Watton’s Gardener’s Companion to Eucalypts) says ‘The juvenile leaves are blue and almost circular, the apex notched.’ Round, yes. Blue, yes. Notched?
One thing led to another, as it so often does (well, in my case)… so I picked a small sample and tucked it in my bag.
After a long walk and as much shopping as I could take, I sat myself down at a bus stop and waited for the return of my beloved.
This morning I unwrapped the resulting bundle… very pleasing.
And another from the same pot… which is a little greener than the picture suggests…
And now for today’s completely gratuitous flower picture. This poppy is a completely different colour from any of its predecessors. You have to love nature, and the frolicsomeness of bees rolling around in pollen…