Being on the coast, Sydney has a completely different climate from where I live. Hot, humid Summer, glorious Autumn, not-very-cold Winter and Spring filled with every kind of flower. Almost anything can be grown in Sydney.
The inner suburbs of Sydney are amongst the oldest in the city. A great many of the dwellings are Victorian and Edwardian: a mix of workers' cottages and grand mansions. They're not so old when compared with houses in Europe, but Australia's European history didn't begin until 1788. I love to walk around these areas, looking at the houses with their filigreed cast-iron decorations, quaint balconies and ornate architectural decorations.
Sydney has suffered from a lack of rain too, during the last few months, and gardens are looking rather dry. But some plants do well no matter what the weather throws at them. On a recent trip I took some photos of flowers in the gardens of some of these old houses.
I'm so fascinated by this buddleia that I had to post a second photo. It's in the garden of a California bungalow (popular here from about 1913) and it looks as though it was planted when the house was built! I've never seen a buddleia with a trunk so thick and convoluted: maybe many trunks grew together to make one tortured elephantine shape.
When we lived in Sydney, we had a hibiscus exactly like this one growing in our garden. Often our black cat took great delight in climbing the tree, 'picking' a flower and bringing it inside to us. He always let us know he was coming by giving out a hibiscus-adjusted blood-curdling miaow. Black cat and pink hibiscus: striking combination. But not in the middle of the night, which sometimes happened.
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