Weekend walk

 It rained both days on the weekend, so I mostly sat inside and wove. Weaved. Woved? Sunday I needed to stretch the legs so did a 10km walk and only got slightly sprinkled on. I decided to stick to pavements and parks rather than bush tracks to avoid the mud ... it was lovely but the scenery is looking most un-Canberra like. All the green!

This is very unusual. It is good for bushfires but bad for grass fires - the lush greenery will be brown and crackly dry by Christmas, and the Canberra government is not well set up for prompt grass mowing. Or any grass mowing really, we are not used to it growing beyond ankle high. The storm front came through Friday night when we were happily tucked up in an Indian restaurant with friends. Dining out twice in one week!!!! Hedonism.

My walk took me past another Floriade mini garden, with roses. Our roses at home are starting to bloom, which is a bit later than usual, but that might be because I pruned them so late. At least they are looking very happy with the rain, and not sad dead sticks. Speaking of, the pittosporums are covered with little bumps that look promisingly like new growth ... not actual new growth of course, but potentially they could come back. Or they could be covered with a bizarre fungus, who would know.