I missed my own blog birthday.
Just looked at the calendar and realised it was three days ago. Typical. And I don't have a single deepandmeaningful musing on a year of blogging to regale you with.
I hate reading my first few posts, but it's probably not de rigeur to delete them, so there they remain to make me blush. There is a pea soup recipe on the third post if anyone is interested. I do get a lot of google visitors who are probably quite bemused to find random outpourings from my brain and camera instead of a pea and ham soup recipe.
Anyway instead of spilling my guts on What Blogging Means to Me, or announcing It's been a wonderful year-long experiment and now I'm pulling the plug, and as it's Colour Week, and today is red, I bring you a crimson rosella. From outside my study window. These exquisite creatures visit as regularly as they can when the territorial bellbirds let them.