It’s was a strange day and although the river wasn’t glass-like, the reflections of the city are clear, like great pylons sinking down as they spread support beneath the flat plane of earth the skyscrapers rest on:
and the rest is trees:
The flame tree growing outside the cafe. We sit beneath it and in Spring/Summer, the flame-like, flame-red flowers drop without warning into our coffee.
A wattled honeyeater high in branches:
In the University grounds:
a dead tree surprisingly beautiful and a long tall tree of grace, made of light dappled with shadow:
I don’t know what this tree is but it is impossibly tall and straight:
This tree is coming back from illness and the other is a flame tree in the quadrangle by the Arts Department:
The space between the university & the road:
I found a scribbly gum. I just love the bark.
But it’s got a freeloader!
This tree has a lovely shape, and so has the other:
a gathering of trunks:
A detail of bark & a b&w paperbark detail – with a tiny surprise. Can you spot it?
Then to my astonishment, I found an oak in the midst of all the natives!
I hope you enjoyed all these trees! 🙂