Sunday, teachings;

It is impossible to live a pleasant life without living wisely and well and justly.

 And it is impossible to live wisely and well and justly without living a pleasant life.

Epicurus

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...apple of my eye;

Nothing like a home grown apple,
A jewel glinting in the tree
Ripens in sun and rain and dew;
It’s taste of honeyed blossoms,
The warmth of summer days. Ts

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Woof...woof..

A dog's life; Billy;

Billy, wait...

Billy, luag do...understands Swiss German  as well...

Billy,  good boy...

Billy, walkies...

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Nature's art;

For me, Art summons up a feeling of life and energy. It is part of mankind, our first artworks were scratched into stone.  I  am mostly inspired by colour,  natural sculptures, love the diversity,  subtle designs and colours of lichen  and  fungi which I find in my garden.  For me Art is  and has always been a vast  and profound exploration.  

Fungi garden;

Lichen on bush rock;

Gifts of the sea; fantastic patterns and  subtle colours.

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Knowledge;

Is it not wonderful to be alive?

Wednesday; Platypus;

     Old Man Platypus

   

Far from the trouble and toil of town,

Where the reed beds sweep and shiver,

Look at a fragment of velvet brown–

Old Man Platypus drifting down,

Drifting along the river.

And he plays and dives in the river bends

In a style that is most elusive;

With few relations and fewer friends,

For Old Man Platypus descends

From a family most exclusive.

He shares his burrow beneath the bank

With his wife and his son and daughter

At the roots of the reeds and the grasses rank;

And the bubbles show where our hero sank

To its entrance under water.

Safe in their burrow below the falls

They live in a world of wonder,

Where no one visits and no one calls,

They sleep like little brown billiard balls

With their beaks tucked neatly under.

And he talks in a deep unfriendly growl

As he goes on his journey lonely;

For he’s no relation to fish nor fowl,

Nor to bird nor beast, nor to horned owl;

In fact, he’s the one and only!

Banjo Patterson 1864-1941

The platypus is a semiaquatic mammal endemic to eastern Australia, including Tasmania. Together with the four species of echidna, it is one of the five extant species of monotremes, the only mammals that lay eggs instead of giving birth. 

The unusual appearance of this egg-laying, duck-billed, beaver-tailed, otter-footed mammal baffled European naturalists when they first encountered it, with some considering it an elaborate fraud. 

It is one of the few venomous mammals, the male platypus having a spur on the hind foot that delivers a venom capable of causing severe pain to humans. The unique features of the platypus make it an important subject in the study of evolutionary biology and a recognizable and iconic symbol of Australia; 

Scientific name: Ornithorhynchus anatinus

Lifespan: 17 y (In captivity)

Mass: 0.7 – 2.4 kg

Rank: Species

Daily sleep: 14 h on average

Length: 50 cm on average (Male, Adult), 43 cm on average (Female, Adult)

Courtesy Wikipedia

Thursday; bold and stunning;

September/October is the time for Hippies. I love these bold, look at me, Hippeastrums.

Softie;

In the beginning I had one bulb.A couple of years later later I received 2 more from a friend, then the fun began. Hippeastrums produce a very generous amount of seed.  Now I have borders full of a great variety, from white, pink, red, orange, striped and nuances in between. It takes three years from seed to flower. The leaves die in the cool season and start to grow in September again. 

It all started with one like this red, bold bloom. Some flowers have round curved petals others are star like; Last year I added  plain white and a dark plain pink for even more variety.

Orange fizz has narrow petals and  a very beautiful pattern. It is always fun to see what nature produces.

White Tip has subtle white tips on  its curved petals.

Starlight; it's also fun to give the new ones individual names;

Surprise;

The red string of fate, or the the red thread of destiny, red thread of fate, and more variants is an East Asian belief originating from Chinese and 

 Japanese legends. According to this myth, the gods tie a red cord around the ankles of those that are to meet one another in a certain situation or help each other in a certain way. . 

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