Hello Tina - it is a bit daunting, no? All this intellect, poetry?
I planted oaks all over our property, having raised them from acorns. In the slate-hard soil we banged crowbars to dig holes for them. If you hit the right angle, the bar would ring. Those that the drought didn't finish in the first year or two, the termites took from underneath. Their leaves retreated all in along their limbs as they died. No water could save them. But out of their beds grew kurrajong, wattle and eucalypt.
It's a strangeness, beauty.
Caleb
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