Conversation with a Tree
I dispense with the usual formalities of conversing and jump right in. ‘So, I see you are flourishing. You must like it here.’ A breeze shifts in the upper […]
I dispense with the usual formalities of conversing and jump right in. ‘So, I see you are flourishing. You must like it here.’ A breeze shifts in the upper […]
It happened early one morning, weeks ago now. But the angst lingers. I had chosen not to go on my morning walk and was still in my pyjamas when a […]
At this time of the year in the Northern Rivers area of New South Wales where I live, the paperbarks or melaleucas, are shedding their bark. The soft texture and […]