Cycle of Life

One of my favourite things about living out in the bush is witnessing the cycle of life through the plants. Watching the green tinge in the golden summer pastures bloom into verdant emerald life. As if someone has taken a watercolour brush to it and layered it across the deep brown dirt, the crisp creamy yellow stubbles. I love watching the leaves morph from green to purple, red, orange, those coppery warm hues that autumn brings and the way the tree strips itself bare. What inspired this blog? Well, the winter flowers are blooming along the roads and I stopped today after top dressing to take a few pics for you all. Seeing these flowers means the wildflower season isn't far away, the warmth will begin creeping back into the weather and the crops will start rocketing up. Each part of the cycle naturally indicates, to those of us who live on the land, where we stand in the season. If the season is drier or wetter, warmer or colder. It's like a clock for us, only far more beautiful! 

 

The red leschenaultia above is my favourite winter flower, it's such a gorgeous red hue and it stands out so well against our grey green bush!