Sydney, Australia, is midway through Winter. This tree hanging onto its russet leaves is a welcome relief from a grey sky.
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Tree faces
I like to study reflected pictures, there are often faces looking right back at me.
Yule in July
The flowers on a pine tree remind me of Christmas. Sydney, Australia, winters spoil us with blue skies.
Beyond
One for Leanne Cole and Emeraldwake
Park life
The sunshine was so bright yesterday that I couldn’t see if I’d managed to capture this little critter. His shell was about the size of my smallest finger nail; impressive camouflage against the bark of the gum tree!
Glorious Autumn Colour
This tree in our local park is a favourite roosting place for Indian myna birds.
Plea for advice
Helter-skelter bark o’er limbs entwined
Twisting up, around and down to ground.
Memories of life and death enshrined
In branches, trunk, roots; barely a sound.
Majestic earthbound spirit of tree
Do me the honour, share thy stories.
I make this humble request of thee,
Let me now learn from past glories.
Hold me in thy rugged embrace here
To share wisdom and be enlightened.
Can we commune on life, death and fear,
Nature’s cycles and of peace strengthened?
Of man’s selfishness now and of old;
Magic talismans of power sought;
In keeping Earth’s balance be told,
The twists and turns of battles fought?
In struggles between darkness and light
Is there a part for me in this plight?
How can I help to make it alright?
What’s required to ensure future bright?
(c) Robert Jones 2014 All Rights Reserved
Christmas tree through the looking glass
600 lights later
First of Summer
While growing up in ’60 s and ’70’s Summer in England was this esoteric amorphous entity, I cannot pin point when it started. Perhaps it relied on nature’s direction; March winds and April showers brought forth May flowers.
Antipodean Summers are different they start on 1 December. Over the time we have lived here some years on the dot of 1/12 the temperature has soared to a point that when you subject yourself to the elements, your body is enveloped in a cocoon of moist warmth.
Not so in 2013 with a top of 23oC it is too cool to go for a dip in the pool.
Stan is happy, his shaggy coat grows by the second. 
I hope that you enjoy the pictures I took during his walk around Lewisham and Marrickville.
Stan
Precarious growth
The precarious looking angle of this tree caught my eye. On closer inspection I realised that the remains of the original tree are in decay while the multiple fig trunks surrounding it stand strong.
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