My view on a bright sunny day – clouds paddling in the lake, trees preening along the water’s edge – and it is what I saw from the top of an eroded, weed-infested hill in New Zealand’s far north
Seeds of the Five Acre Forest

My view on a bright sunny day – clouds paddling in the lake, trees preening along the water’s edge – and it is what I saw from the top of an eroded, weed-infested hill in New Zealand’s far north
Greetings from my tree house. For all who wish peace and love for the world’s people, its creatures and plants, I have assembled this tree-themed photo essay. Trees especially, because, though in many places in the world it is the
NZ flax flower (Phormium tenax) Spring, so full of expectations. To be alive in spring is to be whirled up into spirals of hope; of unfolding leaves, pending buds, and new beginnings. While waiting for an emerging prospect of my
Inspiration comes in mysterious ways but one of them is not staring tensely at a blank screen or page. Our brains get cluttered with everyday expectations blocking the freeways for our imagination to wonder, speculate, and activate our creativity. Less
To get close to our inner selves, we need to focus on the details around us, on nature, of which we are a part. This needs a quiet moment and a little concentration, so I won’t distract you with words. I’ll just share these images,