It was on my bucket list of things to do but I never got around to taking time off to see these wonderful flowers until this year partly because the timing has got to be right. This year we got there at just the right time, a week too early, a week too late, and we would not have seen them.
They are known as wreath flowers, a type of Leschenaultia that grows wild in the midwest region, north of Perth. 
The flowers grow roadside where gravel has been disturbed and we met people from around the world who came to see this iconic, rare flower that grows in Western Australia.
The colours were from soft butter.
To infant pink …
Deeper pink …
To fuschia … the coverted red was elusive.
Close up they are delicate.
It was a memorable day but I was saddened when I talked to the local lady at the petrol station who told me they are desperately waiting for rain. Their annual rainfall is 390 mm and they have only had 100 mm this year. The farmers have been optimistic and planted, looking upwards and sideways for rain.
May Lady Luck and Mother Nature join forces soon. The farmers deserve a break.
Until next time
As always
a dawn bird
In response to One Word Sunday – Luck – hosted by Debbie Smyth
Painted blue tree Morawa, Western Australia
Port Denison, Western Australia
Turquoise Bay is one of the three most beautiful bays in Australia. Who can argue with the rating? Within seconds, the world fell away and I was in the moment.
I drove through the national park when I saw the last rays of light captured in a small tree. At 80 km/hour, I saw it! I pulled up with camera in hand. The detail in the leaves was beautiful. A few minutes later a Kombi van pulled up behind me. Two young European backpackers greeted me. They said they noticed the way I was standing and knew I had seen something worth seeing. They were right.
A Shared Space 
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