Tree Patterns

I’ve spent the last week doing building stuff, but I’m not going to write about it today. I’m going to think of far more pleasant,  relaxing things.

Like trees.

I was just reading my ‘Introduction to Permaculture’ book, and I came across this beautiful sentence:

“It is becoming clear that the patterns in a single tree form represent all the patterns found in nature.”

When I was a child, I would sometimes look at trees through the moving window of a car or bus or train, and have the realisation that each tree, every single one, possessed its own unique character. Some were broad and expansive. Some were skinny and scrawny. Some had beautiful coloured bark. Some had wonderful twisty branches. Some had had a hard time of it, and looked a bit worse the wear from lopped off branches or growing around barbed wire fences. Some grew precariously out of cliff faces.

A long time ago now, I was involved in a protest to protect old growth forest from logging in my home state. As part of that experience I spent a week ‘tree-sitting’, camped on a platform in the canopy of a giant Marri tree (tree-sitters are a kind of human shield for forests as the loggers cannot log where people are present). Here’s what I learned from my time in that tree: trees are wise. They really are. They’ve been there, literally. Stood their ground through drought and storm. Inhaled and exhaled. Played host to insects and birds. Used every bit of sun and air and water to grow bigger and stronger.

I love trees. In centuries past I probably would have been some kind of druid priestess. In the less magical and romantic 21st century I find myself just taking photos of them constantly. So here, to celebrate my love of trees, are some photos I took in the Sydney Botanic gardens. Enjoy!

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6 Responses to Tree Patterns

  1. honeykat says:

    I love that you posted this on the same day that my neighbor took a wonderful photo of our tree-shaded backyard. Hope this link works:

  2. honeykat says:

    It might be because of Facebook privacy restrictions. I have FB friends (mostly relatives) in Europe & North Africa–it would be fun to add Australia to the mix! Since I don’t know your real name (Ms. Molesworth Diarist), if you’d ever like to friend me, my info is:

    Because of NPR’s Three-Minute Fiction contest and The Washington Post’s wordplay competitions, I have a fair number of writer friends I’ve never met face-to-face! There was one young man who asked to friend me after we both got “Ink” in the WaPo Style Invitational. But he didn’t like the progressive political cartoons I posted and soon unfriended me! I also have real friends who don’t like FB or like to limit their contacts, so I totally get that, too.

    By the way, when I was visiting my Mom & sister down in Florida, I got to see some lovely spreading banyan trees in St. Petersburg. I have some pictures of those on FB, too.

  3. I still can’t get on there, it must be the privacy thing. That’s hilarious about the guy who unfriended you because of your cartoons. The political divide in the US seems huge, it didn’t used to be so bad here but lately Australia seems to be heading in that direction as well…

  4. Long time no hear from you! Time for an update!
    My friend Leland, who lives in Colorado and has published several books, is offering this for FREE today on Amazon! It’s his account of searching for a property near the mountains and building a solar-powered house. It reminded me of some of your blog posts:

  5. Hi Kathy – sorry it’s taken me so long to reply – I did download your friends’ book, it was fantastic and you’re right, very similar to what I’m doing and my feelings about nature, animals and wild places. Hope you’re doing well – still doing your word competitions?

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