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We took more photos of the general buildings and scenery around
the city last time, but here are a couple to serve as a reminder.
It was a nice day.
 
After the market, we took two buses out to Mt. Lofty Botanic Garden.
Mt. Lofty, don't you just love the appropriateness of the name.
 
Love the sign explaining the water saving methods for irrigation
in the garden. This garden was on a steep slope and we'd entered
at the high point.
 
The garden is wilder than most, which provided us a light snack
of yummy blackberries growing along one of the paths.
 
There were many birds including a large hawk of some kind, but
most were not cooperative when it came to posing.
 
While it was an informal garden, it certainly contained a wide
variety of plants, many of which were in bloom.
At the bottom of the garden was a wetland and a dammed lake, which
stores water for irrigation.
Asters had attracted some pollinators.
 
We liked the art installations in the bottom of the garden. The
frame includes a thought on beauty, while the mirrored flower
illustrates the senses.
 
We also liked The Guardiansand The Sun.
This red-headed parrot hid in the shrubs. There were lots of them.
Fun to see our native black-eyed Susans doing so well here.
We climbed back to the top of the garden. Whew!
Outside of the garden near the Mt. Lofty house, which is a boutique
hotel, grape vines were covered with netting to keep the birds
out.
We went out to the viewpoint area near the hotel, but were happy
to see this interesting honey eating bird working the flowers
along the border of the viewpoint area. We found out later that
it's an Eastern
Spinebill.
We waited for a bus, but none came. After more than half an hour,
we walked back the mile and a half to the bus stop where we'd
changed buses. There were several bus stops inthe area and we
asked several people about how to catch the right bus, so we finally
ended up at the right stop and our bus back to town came in about
ten minutes.
 
An historical building where the Duke of Edinburgh laid one of
the stones in 1967.
That morning in Central Market, people were setting up for a festival
in Chinatown. We asked about it and a celebration of the Chinese
New Year would be starting at noon. It was after noon, so we dropped
by to see what was happening.
People were seated in the sheltered area in front of a stage.
 
We watched for a while as acts paraded up on the stage. Some were
speeches, while others were songs. We decided that they were saving
the best acts for later in the night, so we headed back through
the market.
 
We were surprised and delighted to see these kids doing a dragon
dance and were snaking through the market.
Good to see that the kids had ear protection, because those drums
and cymbals were loud. We took the tram to Glenelg, a beach town
we visited last time, but this time we walked the opposite way
down the beach. It was about a 40-minute ride.
Stones that had been sculpted into spheres and had been used as
anchors were on display next to the beach walk.
We would walk to the end of the peninsula and we crossed this
pedestrian bridge on the way back.
We walked along Marina Pier and then across that cool suspension
bridge.
A fish skeleton cutout on the Marina Walk and then we liked the
mural on the Community Center.
From the tram: vintage cars awaiting a wedding party. We silently
wished the couple well. It was a great day for us.
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