This post has absolutely nothing to do with Election ‘22.
Sitting on the fence – beautifully, rather than infuriatingly – is oft-achieved by plants.
Evasion, obfuscation, posturing, pork-barrelling, pettiness, misrepresentation, inane clichés, toxic “dog-whistling”, outright lies, empty assurances….
For almost all Australians – wherever they live – all of the above are currently nigh-inescapable.
Also readily-available to all of us, locally: beauty.
Look beyond the corflutes and you can see it in literally every Australian street, lane, paddock, parkland, farmland, “wilderness”…
(photo is copyright Doug Spencer, taken late on the afternoon of 09 May 2022, looking at a perfectly “ordinary” West Leederville fence)
Hi Doug
I love that creeper – when 20 yrs old I gave my Mum a small bouquet picked from my yard and surrounds in WestPerth – she grew the piece of Virginia creeper that eventually covered and shaded the entire hot western wall of their house
P.