Everlasting Love

If you want to catch the unfurling of the carpets of everlastings that our state is famous for then head north now! The roadsides in the mid-west and Murchison are awash in pink, yellow and white. On Thursday (22nd Aug), Coalseam Conservation Park; between Mingenew and Mullewa, was as stunning as my friend and I had been led to believe; even in the face of poorer rains this year. There was a veritable gaggle of everlasting species in various colours and the gorgeous orange and yellow waitzias were emerging to join the throng. Being an old coal mine, the topography of the area made for a stunning backdrop to the floral show.

From there it was on to Mullewa where we enjoyed the lamb shank special at the Mullewa Hotel and retired to our authentic Aussie digs in a comfortably appointed demountable motel unit out the back. The following morning we drove to nearby Pindar in the hope of spotting the fabled wreath flower. The Mullewa Tourist Bureau had a sign out the front with breaking news of the wreath flowers’ status and where they could be found – last seen just down the everlasting-lined road near Pindar. The word on the street was that only a few petals were emerging at this stage. So we were thrilled to find quite a few specimens already looking decidedly wreath-like, despite having a way to go yet to be flowering at full throttle.

Pindar is a fascinating little town-site with a few historic buildings opposite the grain receival point (wheat bin). The old Pindar Hotel has a tearoom and hosts local artist, Helen Ansell’s, pop up art shop. Her vibrant paintings are inspired by the local flora and fauna and it was impossible to leave empty-handed. After a nice hot cup of tea and a delicious scone we hit the road again. We took the unsealed Tardun Pindar Road back to the main highway and down to Morawa, every minute a delight with the roadsides festooned with everlastings, eye-popping wattles and achingly beautiful purply- blue dampiera. Having been almost sated with everlastings (impossible to be totally sated when it comes to everlastings!) we now felt the need to find some orchids. We’d missed our chance at Canna, not realising until we’d reached Morawa that they were likely to be flowering there. But on our meandering trip back to Perth on Saturday we hit pay-dirt at Buntine Rock. Flocks of donkey orchids – just emerging - were to be found in rock crevices as well as a few cow-slips and a couple of showy little green numbers. The drive in from the road was very rough and the final 400 metres was not suitable for caravans but it was a gorgeous bush landscape and again we were regaled with endless swathes of everlastings. The granite outcrop that is Buntine Rock was superbly picturesque with wonderful views from the top. I was also thrilled to discover native ferns growing in the cracks and sundew drosera climbing happily through the scrub. It was amazing how much we saw in just three days. Admittedly there were some badly degraded stretches of roadside where over-clearing and weeds had triumphed over the flowers, and some areas of farmland were utterly denuded of paddock trees, but overall there was so much to delight. We’d tootled around quite a few gravel roads that were mostly in excellent condition and it got us up close and personal with the wildflowers. We loved the rural charm of the country towns, most of them showing obvious community pride in the neatness of their public spaces and gardens. It was so refreshing to get out of suburbia and to somewhere other than the trendy coastal hotspots. Not only did we find the wildflowers we were after, but we also found the real pulse of the bush in the people and towns.

Kalanchoe in Pot

 

                                             Pen and watercolour on sketching paper

 

This Kalanchoe has been flowering like this for weeks and every time I looked at it I thought I must sketch it before the flowers fade. Yesterday I thought I had left it too late but it was only because I had forgotten to water it. After a quick drink the flowers looked pretty and perky once again! The proportions of my sketch are all out of whack but there was no preliminary drawing and I just wanted to keep my hand in with some sketching as I haven't done any for a while. So I'm fairly happy with it.

 

Now, I must warn you that there are copious amounts of photos ahead! I visited Kings Park last week as I am wont to do every September and it is impossible to leave without having given my camera a good work-out.

Last weekend I had an article published in The West Australian. It is all about enjoying the wildflowers that can be found in suburban Perth. Click here for the online link if you would like to read it. Many of the pictures below will relate to the bit in the article about Kings Park.

 

Here comes the onslaught - I hope you make it to the end!

 

 

 We are so lucky to have 400 hectares (1,000 acres) of park/bushland so close to the centre of the city; due to the great foresight of the original city planners.

 

So much work goes into getting the botanical garden looking stunning during spring. Over recent years so many new plants have gone in, and acre upon acre bristle with gorgeous native plants to admire. The boronia garden smelt divine!

 

 

 

 

In 1954 the Queen planted a eucalyptus tree in Kings Park to commemorate her visit. 

 

 

It has since grown into a very regal specimen - as you can see from the tiara!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Other trees had been dressed for the festival too, and the entrance to the gift shop was also decorated with festive colour.

 

 

Then it was off on a guided tour through the native vegetation in the park.

 

 

Because many of our wildflowers are very delicate it is hard to convey how beautiful they look when actually in the bush. No doubt a better camera and a better photographer could do it justice but you just have to take my word for it that walking through the bush landscape in the height of spring will bring you to your knees!

The red and green kangaroo paws are furry to touch. They were growing in thickets in many areas.

 

Here you can almost feel you are in the middle of the bush miles from anywhere until you spot the tops of the skyscrapers in the distance.

 

 

To other matters, indie bookseller Oxford St. Books now have my books in stock. Yay!