Ah May … absolutely sublime but odd.
Weirdly, still bathed in sun this late into autumn.
Because truth in promotion is important (just kidding), here is an artistic shot of a plastic bag polluting the creek. Still, the light is nice.
Record May temperatures have extended the growing season for my tomatoes and the beautiful autumn colour beyond their usual best-before date.
The weeds also love this unseasonally warm weather.
The sun also shines on election day. Then sets on my dreams.
Thankfully I still have my birds.
Lucky shot crimson rosella.
And new to our yard — a juvenile grey butcherbird.
The squeaky door of the bird world (because that is what they sound like).
And finally, the male Superb fairywren retains a hint of blue in his tail, almost as though he is confused about the season.
I’ve even started a new mosaic to bring on winter. Oh wait …. that seemed to do it. Brrrrr. Are those snow-clouds?
This is my response to The Changing Seasons monthly photo challenge hosted by Su Leslie of Zimmerbitch. Do consider joining in. It is a lovely way to look back on the changing seasons with other contributors.