The colour RED surrounds me at the moment. Even though it’s not my favourite colour (not since I was 11), I seem to be attracted to it, to wear it, to eat it.
My first EVER acrylic painting, which was a scary thing to do at my age (uni assignment last month), composed in red.
Then there are the cherries. Cherries in June? Any fruit is possible this far north I’ve found. Cherries run a close second to mangoes in my list of fave fruits.
These were not the familiar deep burgandy colour, but a vibrant vermillion red. Still tasted just as divine.
I’m still trying to figure out what all the trees are in our garden. I think the fruit I have been hesitantly nibbling on is from the Lily Pily tree. Does anyone know for sure?
The following flowers have the sunbirds wantonly throwing themselves at them.
Very pincushion like.
Chillies are my Gotta Have at dinner time lately. Unless your nose is running, you’re not enjoying your meal.
There is an odd man out there….I do love the long shadows cast in this early morning shot. Like long, pointy, witchey fingers reaching across the table.
One sure way to quench the fire in your mouth is the Raspberry Slushie. Two is better.
I saw 3 people in the creekbed in front of my house recently. What were they doing? What were they picking up and putting in buckets?
Seeds! All sorts of wonderful seeds for jewellery. Jennifer (far right), is an Indigineous Australian, whose family used to live in the area long before it was settled like it is today. Her husband Hugh is a potter, whose works, as well as Jennifer’s jewellery, can be seen at the Holloways Beach Sunday markets. The lady on the left is Sue, who owns a wondrous house around the corner, covered in mosaics and mirrors.
These are the seeds and pods of the Sandlewood Tree. After collection, Hugh will clean, drill and varnish the beads for Jennifer to string into necklaces.
These are the two necklaces I bought. The one on the left uses sandlewood and Poinciana seeds (I have collected the pods of the Poinciana to use as pastel holding trays – a post for another day). The one on the right uses sandlewood seeds and Burny Beans, prized by children because if you rub the bean quickly on your clothes, it gets hot enough to hurt your victim! Next time I see them I’ll ask them to make one with the burny beads drilled through their side, so that they face you like a coin.
Poinciana bloom on the banks of Deep Creek (Also known as a Christmas Tree).
Can hear the Man calling, there’s a tall flute of red(ish) bubbly waiting for me….
Cheers,
Artoholic Cindy
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