Spent a couple of delightful hours today resting up in the Blue Mountains Botanic Garden, Mount Tomah. Of the 252 hectares the garden fills up I think I only covered about 10 or 20 hectares of it. Well, I was aiming to catch one or two exceptional photos of birdlife and you can’t rush these things.
As it turned out my favorite photo was one of a battle-scarred butterfly on a white flower that I can’t identify now because before I could read the name from the tag in the garden bed an Eastern Yellow Robin popped out from the scrub and took a long look at me.
I followed it back up the path to the restaurant, put my camera away, and spent the next hour recharging myself with coffee, a good book, and warm winter sun on my shoulders.