Everyday

There are days when everything is drenched in significance, when taking a single step seems irrevocably and excruciatingly consequential, not because of who we are, but because of what the world is.

One of my favourite trees. I found it years ago. To my surprise, we are both still here

Sometimes eloquence

is the everyday

wonder.

You have to like lichen - these so gorgeous I could lick them

the understated art

of the mostly

overlooked

Baby water dragon - seen hiding in a bromeliad flower spike

the things which see us

but are themselves

seldom seen

The Yin and Yang of beach pebbles

speaking in silence

simply by

being.

Green Tree Frog. Isn’t she radiant? One of our many housemates.

Heaven and Earth