The relentless years

Like me, this sleeping flying fox feels at peace in its tree. Cape Range NP, mangroves on Yardie Ck.

Early July

Something is taking its toll, perhaps it’s the winter, the moon, or simply the years, the relentless years. Yet when I visit the tree, peace comes in an instant, and I feel earthed again.

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