I’ve been a bit of a grinch about spring. It’s so easy to feel the comparison to Germany at this time of year. Winter was strictly brown, even the weeds in the pavement cracks would disappear. But the reward was a spectacular profusion of new growth when spring came at long last. It’s easy to feel here that spring doesn’t exist at all by comparison.
But it does. Spring is Jacaranda season in Brisbane. A purple canopy above the city’s head and beneath its feet. Beautiful.
Beautiful purple flowers and even more beautiful children – yes!
Agree 100% with you Lesley. I can’t believe how blonde Theodore has become since I saw him last too. Just gorgeous xoxoxox
As always, I love your photos
I sent you an email too!
Good to have you back, blogging!
Love Gerri..xx
Hello to Jacaranda time. We all would sing “when the bloom of the Jacaranda time is here, Christmas time is near!”
I can feel the joy of family time ahead and what a beautiful family to celebrate with. Thank you for sharing darling. Mum