Jacaranda

November means a few favourite things. The shops are suddenly full of mangoes at bargain prices. A few years ago, we were in Kununurra and they were literally dropping off the trees. There was no-one to pick them and the local Coles Supermarket was having to bring them in from elsewhere.

 

All the Jacaranda trees are in flower: a beautiful blue/purple. When I was a lot younger, I read about all the Jacaranda trees in Marrakech and resolved to go there when I grew up. I think there was a Somerset Maugham story entitled Jacaranda but I can’t find it now.

Also in flower are Star Jasmine plants, used as ground cover at Burswood. They give off a lovely scent as you walk around.

Today is Melbourne Cup (“the race that stops a nation”). I’m not into racing or dressing up in fascinators, so I’m just staying at home.

PS. Two days later and someone sent me this: