Plants: The pretty, the deadly and the simply dead

Originally posted on Feb 17, 2011 at http://www.blog.emmamayalldesigns.com.au/

I have been a bit busy this week and therefore written zip for this blog (not a good start, I admit). So for now I will do what editors/publishers/bloggers the world over do when they are short on words: fill the space with photos! Genius!
The reason for my lack of writing time is because I have been disciplined and made myself dedicate my free hours to a different project, which really should take priority. Specifically, building a website for a man who crafts some of the most beautiful bows you’re ever likely to see. He makes them by hand, out of timber.
Of course you can actually kill things with these bows. But I like to ignore that from time to time and just appreciate their beauty. They are surely works of art:
 

Bow and bow riser (below): Pretty, expensive things
for boys. Well, mainly boys.

As for other pictures, here is one of the lovely frangipani in our front yard:


The frangipani. At least I hope it’s a frangipani, or
I’m even worse at this gardening business
than I thought.



I’m ashamed to say I didn’t know this was a frangipani until it flowered. You’d think spending several years in the tropics would mean I’d know a frangipani when I saw one. But plants and gardeny stuff is not my strong point. As evidenced by the sad remains of this carnation, also in the front yard, which I seem to have succeeded in killing:

RIP pink carnation

It’s health wasn’t the best when we moved in in December but a bit of attention (i.e regular watering, in the form of rinsing out my coffee plunger on it each day) secured it’s revival. And then I sort of forgot to keep doing that when I stopped using the plunger. Oops.