Roses And Wine, Suit Me Just Fine.

The rains egged it along.

They seem rather normal in our everyday supermarket shopping excursions but, actually, they are an intricate arrangement of petals, not to mention the adorable perfume they waft about.

Oh how fabulous. The first signs of grapes are marking the passing of time in order to make wine.

Along my route this morning I had the fortune of walking past this ensemble on one of the neighbourhood hedges. Only three primary colours create such an inspiring image.

The sun reflecting off this vine leaf might give a hint to how incredible hot it was today. A welcome change after our recent bout of less than perfect weather.

A hint of flowers to emerge. The next few days it will be a pleasure to walk past this hedge.

It does look as if this year will be a good one for wine. A few more months and this tiny grape-lets will be fully grown, containing the liquid gold that makes our region so special and a great place to live...

Biggi

A Leisurely Saturday Morning Spent Among Burgenland's Nature.

A hare and daisy story.

The wind must have been in my favour as this rather large hare sat still for quite a while. At first, as it was running toward me I thought it was a runaway dog coming my way. In fact I was already picturing a new addition to our family when it stopped and displayed a set of antenna like ears.

There, you see! It does look like a cute pavement special dashing about.

Yes, yes, yet another set of poppies, but don't you agree that it looks as if they were floating on a bed of green needles?

A delightful, refreshing and cheerful bunch of daisies lining the side of the road. A happy co-mingling of colours and species.

Rather perfect, aren't they? Miraculous how nature manages to achieve perfect flowers from a tiny seed, each and every season.

Remember, how we used to pull each petal off one by one while mumbling;
" He loves me, he loves me not. "
Oh, the cares of youth...

Biggi