A weekend in the garden. I trimmed the triffid wisteria that seems capable – wilful – of endless growth. Doesn’t it know that it’s Autumn? If you stand still on the deck for a whole cup of coffee it will lasso you and turn you into compost.
The gardenias are flowering again too. This is the sweet perfume of a planet in ruin. Climate change is happening.
Luckily oil and coal companies don’t rule the world. Our elected governments will battle them bravely for a sustainable future.
I hope so. I became a great uncle again today! Dylan Harry Taylor was born a 9lb 7oz Englishman at home in Eversholt, UK. That is SO wonderful. Two girls and two boys in the household now. Three Australians and one Englishman. We’ll be over there in May to help write the backyard rules.
Harry Taylor is a star in the backline for Geelong so Dylan is already and forever Harry to me.
And it’s Mardi Gras weekend here in Sydney. Perfect weather. Love to everybody!