A while ago I talked of wattles. Well, I'm still at it because, as you doubtless know, wattles of various types (I was told there are 2000 different species) bloom one after the other from early spring onwards. Our Village gardener has planted them at various spots around the place much to my delight. I'm supplying three samples--the first is one I see on my daily walk, the second is by the lake just where we can see it, and the third is a ground cover.
The pic up in the right hand corner indicates that the throttle is down. The long weeks of building and renovating are almost at an end. We now have limited access to our Community Centre with its library, coffee making stuff and the billiard tables. Here our manager and one of the residents try out the billiard table, while a painter in the background does a spot of patching up. By the way, our manager for some odd reason pronounces his name 'Ian' to rhyme with 'peon'. Some fellows will do anything to get noticed! Yes, the table felt is blue. "Where has all the green stuff gone?" as the old song might have had it.
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