Palm bark

Detail of the bark of a huge palm tree in Petersham Park. 

The following words spring to mind when I gaze upon this image: riven; rough; fissured; cracked; and craggy. 

From the bus stop

If someone had told me, when I was young, that I would one day leave the cool northern hemisphere climate, my birthplace, I wouldn’t have believed them. 

Why would I want to trade in grey, cloudy skies, and drizzly rain that clings to your clothes and hair?

This morning I find myself sitting at the bus stop. Across one of the busiest roads in Sydney I see: a blue sky; lush green leafed trees; and a palm tree.