Below, is a photo taken in the summer (being the middle of winter in my fair land, summer seems a particularly long stretch at the moment).
Dunedin's Botanical Gardens
Summer is also when the ferns are looking particularly green and alive, unlike their more amberly-umberly aspect at the moment.
I was at the Gardens recently with family, my two-year-old granddaughter running around this (very safe) fountain in the newly completed Mediterranean Garden.
Strange, in a kind of wonderfully weird way, to be there having a picnic in the middle of winter in a (manufactured) European setting. A pleasant whiling away of a winter's late afternoon. We finished up drinking mulled wine at a cafe in town - one with a fireplace.
While there, and as my granddaughter ran around under this tree, I took my eyes off her for a minute - hard to achieve with such magnetic little personalities as grandchildren - and spotted a couple of survivors. Ripe for an Enid-Blytonesque tale of either love, faithfulness, hope - or all three combined.
Another winter pair. I saw these two on playing fields adjacent to the west-side of the Gardens, North-East Valley. Paradise ducks. Putangitangi. (Shelduck). Endemic to Aotearoa.
I will end this post with a photo of rowan tree branches taken at my mother-in-law's home, Queenstown.
My mother-in-law is personal testament to the above.