I've had to do this blogpost in two parts as for some reason Blogger wouldn't let me upload all 8 photos into one post. So although this post is written second, the photos are from the first part of my walk. This lovely old tree was caught in a mini bushfire I presume - trying not to think about it too much because it's just behind our house! But I adore the smoothness of the surface and the curves along the length. When I walked around to the side of the tree and took a photo from a different perspective it formed a perfect frame for the surrounding bush. Notice the little grass tree in the foreground. I'm rather fond of this native plant; they fascinate me with their ability to rise up from the ashes when they've been burnt, yet at the same time they are rather tender things in that if you buy a rescued plant from a specialist nursery you really have to look after it to ensure it thrives in the new surroundings. They can quite easily die if not given the proper care and attention.
In the final picture you can see more grass trees and a huge granite rock glistening in between the trees. This rock is where I sat for a while meditating about life and where I found my 'little fairy village' as well as rainwater rock pools. I like sitting on the huge boulders around this area, there's something safe and ancient about them, you really feel 'grounded' sitting on the foundations of our hills. I really should make the effort to walk more in the bushland around our suburb, there is a kind of prehistoric beauty that is unique to this country.