It’s been a while since I’ve written anything in this space, a death in the family created a glitch in daily life that will take a while to mend. Meanwhile, it’s got cold here in the Western Districts of Victoria, Australia.
We traditionally think of the year as having only four seasons, a hangover from the old days of relying on wisdom from ‘the old country’ whether that’s ye olde England or somewhere else on the European continent.
The First Nations people of Australia knew better for this land so they recognised more seasons than four. Over the years I’ve heard differences between five seasons and thirteen seasons, I’ve yet to delve further into that.
Anyway, the way I see it is there are twelve seasons: early/mid/late summer, early/mid/late autumn, early/mid/late winter, and early/mid/late spring. Although here in Victoria we tend to have cold weather, then horribly hot weather; the seasons blend into and cross over each other.
Which ever way you look at it we’re in a cold, wet, mid winter season now.
Luckily for us we don’t get snow and we experience very little frost so there’s always something in flower. Right now I’m noticing an abundance of glorious Banksia sp. and Callistemon sp.
I’m battening down the hatches at the moment, hunkering down to ride out a bumpy time so my garden hasn’t seen much action lately. Deciduous shrubs have been taking a long time to drop their leaves so I haven’t even thought about pruning yet.
The most wonderful sight for me though, is the brilliant yellow of Acacia sp. as they put on their mid/late winter show to remind us brighter days are just around the corner.
Til next time!
The Flowerpot Pen 