Sunshine, puppy dogs and flowers

Supermarket shopping is not a favourite chore in the Fudge household, but if you factor in the shopping mall distractions, it's not so bad.  Early morning coffee and pastry at the patisserie before the crowds arrive is a great way to kick-start the day.

Image: Pattison's Patisserie

Why is it that I never have my camera on me when the most delightful photo opportunities appear?

The pet shop had an overload of new puppies vying for attention.  I only hope there was more than one mother involved in this tribe!  I remembered my phone and while the image quality leaves a lot to be desired, the cuteness comes shining through.

Strategically placed right outside the patisserie is the florist shop.  After that first hit of caffeine softened by the sweetness a freshly baked pastry, who could resist the urge to rush out and buy at least one bunch of gorgeous flowers to take home?  Mind you, at those prices I'd probably have to work my fatal charms on the sales assistant while Mr Fudge grabbed a bunch and headed for the exit.

And oh, the orchids.

We didn't exactly waltz down the supermarket aisles, but it sure put us in a happy frame of mind.  Add to this a gloriously sunny winter's day and it's not a bad start to the weekend.

Sunshine, puppy dogs and flowers.  Perfect.

Woo-hoo!

At last we have an Aussie Grand Slam Champ.

I guess like the rest of the country, we sat glued in front of the TV this morning watching, hardly daring to hope that it may actually happen.

But it did and I was so proud of Samantha's composure and humility.  You'll have to excuse the euphoria - the last Australian to win the US Open was Wendy Turnbull way back in 1980.  It's been a long time between drinks.

One big disadvantage of living in an apartment is a lack of flowers to pick.  So we were delighted yesterday when some dear friends came to lunch bearing gifts from their garden.

It really stuck home a couple of days ago that I had forgotten how stunningly beautiful Sydney is in Spring.  It almost takes your breath away.

 

If only there was a way of bringing down Brisbane family, friends and weather, Sydney would be heaven on earth.

Shadow Shot Sunday # 78

It's late Saturday night, close enough to Sunday to think once again about Hey Harriet's Shadow Shot Sunday. It's been a long and busy day which started at the crack of dawn, when we drove to New Farm, on the other side of the city for our fix of Farmers' Market. The sun was out, the birds were singing and all was well with the world.

Before we could even THINK of shopping, there was the serious business of heart starters. Ah .. coffee shadows ...

Next came Men with Trolleys and Babies - de rigeur at the markets.

And finally, with the warm spring sun fully out, there were the new season's golden, ripe mangoes.

With the shadow shots out of the way, we set about enjoying the simple pleasures of soaking up the market atmosphere. Here are a few images to show what we love about this particular market and what keeps drawing us back.

The flowers

The produce

The people

The quirky ...

And those priceless moments.

Oooo ... if I keep looking at the ground, maybe he won't notice me ...

Home again, home again,







Jiggidy jig.

What's not to love?