You have to be close up to see these little flowers, brave pioneers of a spring not yet arrived.
A massive storm engulfs Glenelg transmogrifying the bay. Wave upon wave of rain-laden clouds roll in like an aerial tide over the Gulf. You can smell the ocean in the rain. You can see the rain. It’s rain for all five senses. Turn around and it’s all blue skies and pond-like ocean south towards the
Spring is here and in Glenelg, as elsewhere in Adelaide, there’s the contrast between the native plants and those introduced by the colonials. Today’s contest: bottlebrush (Callistemon, a native myrtle) v roses, both equally as Aussie and British as it’s possible to be. Best of all, the jacaranda tree. We don’t have them by the