Sunday Selections # 324

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules.

Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.

If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.

A random selection today:

It's autumn here so many footpaths are covered in gloriously coloured leaves. These here looked so much prettier before I got the camera out, the sun was out briefly, then gone by the time I focused.

I'm not sure if this tree has storm damage or if this is the normal bark peeling, it seems a little deep, but rather pretty also.

much progress has been made in cutting back dead undergrowth in  this yard I'm working on. Some new growth has gone too, but it was right at the end of what I thought was dead branches and already this Buddleia has new shoots along the stumps of the cut branches, so it will survive this. That black spot on the ground is Missy, sound asleep. I check every time to be sure she is still breathing.

these branches are from the hayfever/headache inducing Murraya, which I plan to remove completely.

the two bright green leafy branches here are all that is left to cut down from the Murraya. I have to be careful which way they fall** as they are up against the neighbours fence and I don't want them dropping onto his car. 
**(edit) they are down now, I cut a notch on the side I wanted them to fall, then cut into the opposite side and pushed them over as I cut. Can you believe I'm doing this with a small $5 pruning saw? 

Her kangaroo paws are flowering again, but mine have died, so I dug them out and they won't be replaced.

we had some rain on Thursday, everything not under shelter got a good drink,

it began on Wednesday night and I hoped it would wet the garden enough that I didn't have to water.  It didn't of course, and I should have watered by now, but early morning seems to be the best time and I've been sleeping until 10am. I'll have to make the effort soon.

Thursday evening the air had that lovely golden tint that hints at a coming storm, which didn't happen, Friday was sunny all day and by evening long shafts of setting sun were slicing through the garden

to highlight parts not generally standing out from the rest of the green.

Angel has found a new favourite spot to sleep, on the table right by the front door. I used to have pots with cuttings here, they have all been planted out in the garden now and seem to be surviving, but I won't know for sure until next spring.
You can see his fur is growing back nicely, he is looking much more like his old fluffy self now.