The wattles are blooming in almost fluorescent yellow in unexpected places. As well as gardens and parkland, where you would expect to find attractive plants, they are waving their flag from train yards, car parks and abandoned lots. And they have the spotlight all to themselves – wattles bloom when not much else does, making them appear even more vibrant and spectacular.
Happiness as Anarchy #106: Wattle blossom
By Amie Brûlée
Amie Brûlée is a musician, performer, teacher and researcher. She sings, plays piano, double bass and ukulele, unearths old songs and writes new ones. Amie also has a PhD in wine and anthropology and adores teaching wine tasting, gastronomy and song-writing. Amie lives in central Victoria with a house full of instruments, a head full of songs and a cellar full of wine.
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