Today I cycled along the Brisbane Corso, a favourite route, and saw a rainbow in the heavy southwestern skies.
The cats’ whiskers are in flower …
… as are the golden penda.
Trusty has a rest against a paperbark tree.
but not a year’s worth in 60 hours. Following on from devastating bushfires in the south of my country and record-setting heatwaves throughout the land, we’ve just experienced Cyclone Oswald creating havoc in our northern and central coastal parts.
On my morning cycle – after a long weekend of being cooped up while the storm raged – under beautiful blue skies, I saw the Brisbane River carrying debris and flotsam. After our terrible flood of 2011, I couldn’t believe there was still infrastructure to get loose and take to the current, but there it was.
Trees snapped or leaned every which way.
Water lay around the playing fields.
The water was up over the walking path.
This year, the boats were saved.
The state of the walkway along the cultural precinct hadn’t deterred a few cyclists.
Yay! the Buckinghamia celsissima are in flower. One of Brisbane’s favourite street trees is showing off. These blonde beauties are flinging their ivory curls about and filling the air with perfume. Nice.
Don’t you just love a bit of alliteration to start the day? The blogger’s friend. I pedalled past this Buddha and just had to sneak a photo – what a smile to come home to every evening! He’s laughing, the yard needs work, but who cares? Be happy!
Messing about in boats: rowers on the river on a (thankfully) much cooler morning. The heatwave is taking a holiday and it’s great cycling weather.