At one point my dad disappeared into the bush only to reappear nimbly balancing on a steep roadside embankment taking a photo of a prize wildflower find. We must have been quite a sight to see scrambling through the bush, ducking down to take photos noses to the ground. Pretty purple hardenbergia rambled cheekily over trunks and tin cans alike.
My mum’s lovely berry muffins were a delicious sweet finish to our picnic lunch.
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Wow, what amazing COLOURS and what amazing photos. I clicked through because that last picture looked like one of my Mum when she was young – same hair, same forest.
I don’t remember the forest at Taradale being so colourful! I can’t wait to visit again soon.
Hi Maija thanks for your comment! 🙂 I wonder if your mum has any tips on keeping curly hair frizz free, the bane of my life! 😀 🙂
The best wildflowers in Taradale are on the edges of the roads and turnouts, I guess the extra light makes them happy! This little patch of flowers is on the Metcalfe-Taradale Road, should be in full bloom at the moment!
Love all the pictures of your leadnevr! I can smell the heavenly fragrance here in Texas! My husband and I lived in Terre Haute while he attended Rose-Hulman. We miss having four seasons!
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