This springtime, at first we didn’t have rain. Then we had a lot. And one morning a favourite old tree, sodden with the weight of the water, fell with a shuddering thud. Continue reading “Owed to a tree: For its beauty and bounty many thanks”
There is something mysterious about the Powder-puff tree. Although associated with mangroves it can thrive with dry feet in the garden, exuding a powerful pungency when in flower it has a lush subtropical presence yet remains self-contained. Continue reading “Powder-puff tree: Subtropical swamp mysteries in the garden”
Feeling their roots, comfortable in their own skin, a nest for birds, there are no words for the beauty, splendour, the wonder of our trees. Continue reading “Shady characters in the garden: Celebrating tree-dom”
The images used in letting nature back in are limited to photographs I take in our suburban garden. In response to this week’s photo challenge: “Solitude … show us what being alone means to you”, the question arises, how to convey solitude in the suburbs? Continue reading “Solitude in the suburbs”
