The Brown Hill market is usually held in the Brown Hill hall and gardens on the 4th Sunday of each month. This month the hall was booked for another event so it relocated to Lake Wendoureee for One Month Only. It wasn't a particularly nice morning but Lindsey, Jim and I went anyway.
Most of the inside stalls had given the market a miss but most of the outside stalls were there. We pottered up and down, had egg and bacon sandwiches, talked to a wolfhound, bought the usual eggs, mushrooms, tomatoes. The rain held off
Then we went to the Wendouree shopping centre. I haven't been there for a very long time. They had part of it closed off for renovations and an extension and, by the time it was finished and re-opened, the Delacombe shops had opened and I tend to go there. It was fun pottering around . Then we went in search of a small kettle for mother and then home, via the Mount Clear shops.
Jim and I spent the afternoon in our garden. He cut the grass in the back and front. I sorted out some of the seedlings and seeds. Then it started to rain and so we retreated indoors.
Sunday was the Buninyong Spring Festival. We tried to go last year when Cousin Paul and Stella were with us but couldn't find it. I think the actual makers' market bit is a biennial event. There were things happening in the Botanical Gardens again this year, although we didn't go. We did go to the park, where there were market stalls and food trucks. We had a good amble around. Once again it didn't rain. I quite enjoyed it and would go again, but there wasn't very much that I needed or really wanted to buy. The chips from the chip stall were excellent!
I had thought about going out to the little Lal Lal fair but ran out of time in the morning. I might do that next year. Alternate the love between Lal Lal and Buninyong.
Back at home, we carried on doing garden things until the rain once again drove us back inside. The seeds are starting to germinate properly. We have seedlings planted in boxes, or in little plant pots in the cold frame. Things are starting to grow. We have finished the carrots and the sprouting broccoli, although there are carrot seedlings coming on. I've weeded the front beds. It's all looking quite good.
Out the front this morning:
And out the back:
I was just about to go to bed on Saturday night when I heard what sounded like fireworks outside. It is unusual to hear random lots of fireworks. It is not lawful for individuals to set them off. You have to have a licence to light them and they are usually civic events and usually for specific occasions, such as New Year's Eve or Australia Day.
I went out to investigate. And there was indeed a fireworks display. It looked like it was in the University and it was clearly a proper display, not just someone setting off unauthorised bangers. It was very beautiful. I stayed outside and watched it until it finished. Lindsey and Ian had also noticed it up on their hill. So too had Rupert and Hugo who definitely didn't approve of being disturbed at nearly bedtime by flashing lights and banging sounds! We assume it was to celebrate Diwali, which was yesterday. And now I come to think about it, the University has had firework displays to celebrate Diwali in the past. I had forgotten about them
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