The other day my husband, uncle and his wife took a float plane tour of the Sunshine Coast and he took this neat aerial photo of our property.  You can see most of the property, all except for the back yard (off to the right) where the view is obstructed by some larger trees:

Not THAT kind of grass!

I need to weed the pebble covered courtyard at the front of the house.  It’s covered in tiny little weeds … and also this lovely grass which seems to have seeded itself from a nearby decorative grass bed.  Mom suggested I pop them individually into small pots and baby them all winter then come next year I’ll have plenty of new plants.  Not that I’ll have any room to plant them.

Speaking of which, if someone is willing to come over and help dig out and split some overgrown grasses, you’re welcome to help yourself to a few clumps!

Yesterday I mowed the lawn in short sleeves and sat outside most of the afternoon.  Today was the first time I thought perhaps flip flops weren’t the most appropriate footwear and started to wonder about jackets, hats and mitts.

Malabar Climbing Spinach in bloom:

The cheap annuals I bought on sale are thriving.  I’m wondering if they might even survive the winter:

One sad little pumpkin not likely to make it.  I think I’ll be plotting a little pumpkin fairy visit for the kids:

My daughter positioned the stepping stones we made right next to our neighbour’s fence so that she can stand on them while chatting back and forth with her friend (note the playhouse broom, she’s out there every day sweeping off the dirt):

The pampas grass has returned with a vengeance:

and finally, the never ending rose bush at our front gate: