One of the pleasures of walking to work is that I pass through the natural bush reserve on the top of O'Connor Ridge. I'm getting to know some of the trees, in a sense, 'by name' and I love sharing in their presence. These two venerable trunks are like an elephant's feet.
These guys are always 'in conference'.
Sometimes they go dancing.
And are happy to be together in this place.
Tenderly, they let go of the old ...
and make room for the new.
This guy looks as if he has something to say. Can I wait long enough to hear?
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