Dark and Deep


bracken crowea

native christmas bells





nike ferns

Just wanted to share some photos of a walk I took in my friend's backyard last week. We were on the hunt for waratahs but of course, they weren't in flower. We found the plants though, sending out green shoots for later in the year. My moss obsession continues. I lost the camera lens cap in an Indiana Jones-like leap over running water and unstable rocks. Harrison would have been proud.

Or maybe he would have laughed.

*Thanks to Robert Frost for so elegantly naming my post. Have you read Stopping by Woods? The cosiest poem around.