Well. It appears that everything is bigger Down Under. And brighter too. (i'm talking flowers and spring time people). While all you people are dealing with wind and rain and snow, I am getting settled in to increasingly warmer weather. Don't worry, I'm not bragging too much about going into summer, the summers here are apparently short, sweet, simple, and cold. Mark Twain said that "the coldest winter of my life was the summer I spent in San Francisco." I think this may be how I feel about summer here. Many things are different about Dunedin New Zealand and San Francisco, but from what I hear, the other day when it was 22C outside, that, and all it's warmth, was summer. Yippy!
I am sure the Dunedinites must be kidding right?
Well, back to everything being bigger, brighter, bolder here. It must be a law that if you own a house, you also are the manager, planter, weeder, and grower of a world class garden. Seriously. Every house on our block is inhabited by a green thumb. And...I would like to say, even my house, because I've eaten three strawberries and will soon have tomotoes, capsicum (what they call it here), and cucumbers... if it warms up more.
Here are a few of the photos I have taken of the neighborhood:
It truly is amazing how big and bright everything is here. The colors are more intense than you could imagine. The reds are nameless shades I'm sure and the blues, purples, and blacks, change into turquoise, byzantine, and Prussian blue depending on the angle of light. Everynight Darren and I venture down to the beach, toss the rugby ball and gawk at the obscene sizes of Peonies that have transformed from precisely pink to wonderfully white. We also just saw the most gargantuan roses I have ever laid my eyes on. I have to put more batteries in the camera and be sure to capture it. Trust me. It will blow your mind when you come and visit next spring and see for yourself! Happy Fall Folks! It's springtime here and I'm loving it!
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ReplyDeleteWhen I was in OZ I told someone I went to get a bell pepper. They had no idea what it was till I showed them. They said "Oh, a capsicum! What did you call it?" And when I told her that we call it 'bell pepper' she laughed and laughed. That was a good time. Oh I miss the unusuals of traveling...Hope all is well!