I love trees, one of my favourites are the gum trees. I found this one at the top of a hill, with the beach to the left, and the airport to the right. Despite the airplanes going over my head, the air smelled pretty good there.
This just looked like a bit of Mother Nature's art..
Forgotten toys, left on the beach. It had me thinking about my children and their childhoods being left behind...
I find trees fascinating. I love the way that they weave together, different trees, sometimes living in harmony, sometimes slowly strangling each other, but each magnificent in their own way.
I found this gem that someone had painted on the path alongside the beach. Great reminder of the nature of us.
So as I walk along, enjoying the scenery, my mind wanders and creates a tapestry of words and feelings that I wish I could capture more eloquently. I wish I could sculpt them into something, but then that would just limit them into form.
Coming down the hill to walk along the beach again, I smell fresh coffee mixed with the salt air and I feel so grateful to live here. People of all shapes and sizes and ages walk barefoot, often with a surfboard under their arm. No rushing, no crowds, no drama. There is an energy here that transcends the physical. Where I don't have to look or act any way except my own way. Where I don't feel judged. Where I feel...free!