Only a short post today, because I want you to scoot over to EllaDee’s blog to read her story, “I asked my neighbour about its life…”, a beautiful fable about tree spirits in urban areas. It is a delight to read.
It got me thinking about the beautiful trees, mainly River Red Gums, that grow along the banks of our big rivers. They are so big and gnarled that and, as you walk beneath them, you can’t help but wonder about all the things they have seen — Aboriginal gatherings, European explorers, lizards and snakes living below, birds building nests and possums in the hollows. They have weathered floods and droughts, and one can only hope that they can withstand the terrible pressures of climate change.