After lunch R, myself, Sister, Little Jo and Hippy Niece drove to the St Kilda Botanical Gardens. Sister had never been there. Naturally mid winter, the roses were quite dormant. There is a very large number of them.
I will have to return to see what the Dolly Parton rose looks like when it is in bloom. Large blooms?
I don't know the purpose of the nets on the palms.
I thought this might have been a possum breeding box of sorts, but no, it is a piece of solid wood. Why?
The gardens border the suburb of Elwood. There are some terrific old apartment buildings.
And some not so terrific sixties style apartments. They would be quite spacious inside though, and how nice to have balcony views over the gardens.
A treasure hunt, and the note requests things to be left there and not spoil the hunt. It was after 3pm though. Surely the hunt would be over. I hope they didn't just leave the clues and not tidy up.
Here is another clue.
I've always thought this was an odd structure in the gardens.
And these even odder. What targets for a baseball bat.
Sweets for the kiddies. A few have fallen or been prised off.
Flower beds yet to reach their prime.
Once again Rainman is missing and the pond is empty. Go to here to see my photo of the original Rainman.
I don't believe palm trees belong in Melbourne but there are rather a lot of them.
These metal bands are controversial. They are placed there to prevent possums climbing into the trees and spreading a palm disease from one tree to another. Possum lovers are against them. Tree lovers are for them. Given the palms could die from spread of the disease and then we have no palm trees, I think the bands are a good idea. Oh, yes, I still don't believe palm trees belong in Melbourne.
St Kilda Botanical Garden aka Blessington Street Gardens is very beautiful, peaceful and well used by many diverse people.