Scenes like this amaze me – they last only a few moments and then they are gone. The wonder of nature.
I wonder how many rainbows and thunderstorms this tree has seen?
Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.
There is a barren beauty in a desert landscape; almost other-worldly.
The view from Mount Dale, looking westward towards the coast, on a cold August afternoon.
Standing for millennia, these pinnacles bear witness to the long running narrative of history.