Over the past week I have been out and about enjoying the Capital. On Tuesday, I had a wonderful afternoon at Floriade.
Waiting for a day without wild wind and heavy rain seemed almost impossible, so braving the chilly overcast day and armed with an umbrella, I headed off to smell the roses... actually they were poppies.
The gardens were spectacular with thousands and thousands of poppies in the most beautiful displays.
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Views of the garden from Poppy level |
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I loved this pansy. The perfect butterfly design caught my eye. |
There was something for everyone. Cafes, restaurants, kids zones and stalls. The Gnome display was fun to visit. The garden Gnomes were all hand painted by local school children.
The Reptile Zone wasn't my favourite area.
It was far too scary with the staff standing
in a small tent holding giant boa constrictors!
I prefer the animals to be in glass enclosures- so much safer to look at them.
I particularly loved the pancake stack of Monitor Lizards. What a bonding bunch.
On Thursday, my adventures continued as I set off to explore the Museum of Democracy at Old Parliament House. What a fabulous and fascinating place it is. It houses a wealth of old pictures and information on Canberra and the history of Australian democracy.
If you decide to visit allow a few hours to wander, read all the information, play with the interactive screens and spend some time just sitting to absorb the historic building.
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The Duke and Duchess of York opened Old Parliament House on 9th May 1927 |
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The crowds outside Old Parliament House on the day it opened. |
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The Senate |
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The House of Representatives |
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View from the Media gallery |
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An unusual displays of old typewriters used by the media to report on events during sittings. |
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Old and very tiny press room. |
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A replica of the Speakers Chair for people to sit in. Yes I did!
It was surprisingly large and I felt a little like Alice in Wonderland when I climbed up. |
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I have to say it was fun sitting on the couch inside the Prime Minister's Office and having the whole place to myself. Oh the power... |
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