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Mt Annan


We went to Canberra for a day last weekend.  I decided to make the most of the trip by going to some new places. Our first port of call was Mt Annan botanic gardens on the outskirts of Sydney.  It showcases native plants so I was quite excited at the prospect of exploring and perhaps identifying some of the plants that confuse me.  But this wasn't to be ... my husband is not as enchanted with identifying flowers as me. So we settled for coffee over the road from this stunning display of paper daisies.

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  1. Just lovely. I have a husband just like that. Coffee shops are more compelling than gardens.

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  2. What a wonderfully cheerful picture - such profusion of blooms, and what a treat to sit down and enjoy them over a coffee!

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  3. Mt Annan gardens is one place I want to get to. It would be magnificent just about now too.

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  4. Mass plantings like this set the heart free, don't they? I have never been to Mt Annan. Must rectify that.

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  5. This is a lovely photo.
    I set Vince up with a game on his iphone when I need to ...... well.....do most of the things I do.
    Fortunately, he finds his iphone endlessly fascinating.

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