Flax, cabbage tree and grasses.
New Zealand natives with a couple of exotics thrown in for good measure.
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
William Wordsworth
We've had a bit of a downpour but just some surface flooding. Others were not so lucky.