Fragrant Crispy Winter

I am sitting in my work room with the window wide open.

The profusion of wattle bushes up on the hill is in full bloom and its

perfume is drifting down the slope and wafting in through my window,

filling this room with its sweetness.

The mornings are crisp and bright.

The sun shines on the moisture and clouds of steam

can be seen rising.

The vegie patch is thriving with the winter rain.

Although, it took some hours to discover the seedlings

amongst the weeds last week. I must keep on top of it!

Colour is coming back to the bush.

This sundew above is the size of a large coin.