dahlia time

I happened to hear the phantom extra hour announced on radio in the early hours of the morning (as we adjust our clocks around about the equinox)
Six hours later I heard kids skateboarding down the empty street on a sunday morning with its sundry hour somewhere up its sleeve
So suddenly we can't leave our evening stroll much later than six and the park is already getting dark around seven.

It's dahlia time, a lovely time of the year according to the gardening pages of the Age.

Nora Heysen Still Life of Dahlias in a Jug

dahlias

(and the time of the date stamp also needs adjusting)