branches curved outwards into the canopy's leaved spaces stretching the height of the surrounding coachwoods birds fly into and out of their graceful dusk limbs balanced slow growth silhouetted by winter nightfall into last blue lights of day.
Today we had a lovely walk down through Retreat Reserve with N our youngest. He is becoming adept at bushwalking and enjoys finding little things like eastern water dragons and balls that get washed up by the tide.