Our National Flower

A quietish day. 
I took some of last night's lasagna and a piece of the caramel cheesecake, which Christina brought, over to Wally (he is particularly partial to caramel).
To Mr isbi's question of "what's for dinner?", the answer was "same as last night".
I prefer a walk with a purpose so after that I continued along the track where I spotted this wattle. I always think September is its month, but it can appear at any time.