my last day in bali

The conference ended today, so I finally had a chance to get out of the convention centre, ditch the dress clothes, and walk around Nusa Dua.  I’d love to someday have a garden with some these extraordinary flowers, like the frilly red hibiscus or the purple/yellow clusters.  And of course, the garden wouldn’t be complete with an outdoor shower like the one I found the hotel grounds.  Heaven!

One of my fantasies is to put my feet in the Indian Ocean.  The sea around Bali isn’t exactly the I.O., but it’s pretty close.

 

Next stop:  Hong Kong.

more springtime colour

Another day of fantastic spring colour around the yard.  Hard to believe it’s not even April yet.  (Or it wasn’t when the photos were taken.)  The yellow tulips on the kitchen sill came from my sister’s garden, my mother’s collection of green class, both against the pink crab apple in the side yard.  The little fiddle was no more than five inches tall, and ready to unfurl into a fern.  Shadow play behind the shed.  A weed perhaps, but a dandelion is regal nonetheless.  Pink dogwood.  Cherry blossoms ready to burst open against a spring sky.  The yellow and red leaves of a yew.  A little violet among the ivy.  My Dad rebuilt the cupola for the garage.  Tulips, in red and pink.  The apple tree by the field.