Sydney is not known for its autumn colours – and for very good reason – there aren’t any native deciduous trees here so we don’t get leaves turning red and gold before dropping. Of course Aussies have introduced any number of deciduous trees and so we can get glimpses of leaf-changing-beauty. But this year even that has failed to impress. The autumn has been too mild and, no cold snap, no colours.
On the left is my Japanese Maple – it should be a gorgeous red by now. The leaf litter is from my flowering fruit (apricot?) tree. The leaves didn’t even turn yellow, they just fell off and withered on the ground.
However, I don’t want to imply that my garden is totally lacking in colour. Here are a few snaps I took this morning of some of the bright spots surrounding my house.
Not the burnt red of a maple leaf, but some of the flowers in my garden are sporting their own fiery colours.
Reds and Pinks abound as well.
Trees and smaller flowers.
Edibles and bulbs.
And a magnificent “weed”. At least it just appeared on its own and my half-hearted attempts at eradicating it from my agave plants have proven a waste of time.
It’s pretty hard to complain about the lack of colour in my suburban Sydney garden when this isn’t the full complement of blooms and showy-leaved plants I can see out of every window. Who needs the fresh green of spring and the dramatic displays of maples in autumn when you have this kind of show all year round?