Snakes, spiders, sharks, crocs. We have them all. And to outsiders we maintain, naay relish in, an air of nonchalance in our acceptance of these things. In fact we revel in our apparent disregard of them.
Danger? I laugh in the face of danger.
Except not really.
On a recent bushwalk with a friend in our suburb, we faced a new creature. Our screams, well my screams, were ear-piercing.
The fear and terror of its massive claws cannot be underestimated. It barred our way across a creek.
Behold what stopped my friend and me in our tracks.
The three billy goats gruff did not face a meaner guardian of the crossing.
Perhaps our fear was compounded by the novelty of seeing a yabbie in our suburban creek? First one I’ve seen in greater Sydney.
Now to calm your beating heart, here’s some flowers we saw along the track.
And to make you smile at the unusual beauty of the bush, here’s some shots of Scribbly gums. They always make me smile. Such a fun tree. All that childish scribble.
lucinda sans 