I can’t live without trees. Where I live in the bush, we see grand old trees every day; ancient apple box and yellow box that have endured for decades. Our eucalypts are different from the ...
Two years ago I stood in front of this magnificent Horse Chestnut tree in the Royal Gardens in Prague. All the trees had plaques and a number. A story began to grow in my head and I wrote quite a ...
My Morning words on my morning walk. Today my ageing kelpie, a working dog in lower caps, actually comes with me and walks gingerly along the unsealed road. As we walk the ancient trees call to ...