But we lucked out!
Apparently the central and southern desert regions of the Northern Territory have had more than their fair share of rain this year–i.e., the whole year’s precipitation to date.
So almost everywhere you look there are sprays and bouquets and even meadows of flowers. The most inauspicious rock crags will still shelter a tiny bluebell or a yellowtop. The day we arrived at Uluru, there was a measurement of 23 mm of rainfall.
The committee who named these plants must have good senses of humour. There are hairy mulla mullas, large green pussytails, poached egg daisies, yellow billybuttons, and woolly-headed burr daisies.
On the Kings Canyon rim walk recently, I was inspired to write a little haiku
Oh! The wild flowers!
Splashes of colour
Rocky desert walk
(I know, I know, don’t give up yoga teaching.)
I hope you enjoy the images and recording we made to celebrate this flower season: