Sunday Scribblings prompt this week is "May". Well! That's my middle name.
My sisters were both born in the month of may.That makes it a significant month, doesn't it?
Plus in my part of the world, the month of may heralds autumn.
These few photos were taken late last week around my own back yard.
The above picture is of the nasturtiums I planted in my vegetable garden. Over the last few days they have withered from the first frosts of the season. I planted them as companions to the veges, but at this present moment have forgotten their particular use. But I really did plant them for... um? Can't remember.
I am watching a show at the moment on ABC talking about IQ and race. I used to get high scores when I was young with those tests, believe it or not. Mine has dropped with age, I am sure. Lol.
May is mother's day and mother's day in Australia is accompanied by beautiful chrysanthemums. These brilliant gold ones are flowering merrily at the moment in my back yard. I didn't plant them , so I can't take credit, but they are still lovely. There are a bunch of them right in front of me now on the desk.
May is autumn and with that comes harvest of the last summer growing vegetables from my garden. I grew great butternut pumpkins this year. However the original owner of this house treated his soil, it sure was great. The biggest ones must weigh 6 kgs or more.
The bright sunlit leaves on this big tree brighten my day, it drops mess all over our cars when we park out the front underneath its branches. The seed pods roll under my feet when I walk there and are quite a hazard. But it sure is pretty isn't it. Canberra is known for it's autumn colour. In the summer time, this tree gives shade and shelter and in the winter it lets the sun shine through. I think it is one of the maples, is it?
Over the last week the temperatures have been dropping dramatically towards wintertime. The wind was cold all day today when I was working around the yard. I cut back the strawberries and worked on tidying the potted plants,and trimmed and tied the espaliered pears tree on the back fence. I do enjoy filling my lungs with the cooler crisp air of autumn, which is more pleasant than the hot dry air of high summer isn't it. Each season holds its own pleasures.
May your May be lovely,
Where ever you May live.