There's a park at the end of my road ...
every time I pass ...
I marvel at how it could eve be in a land far away ...
the weekend cricketers ...
the bending, falling trunk ...
Aussie flora alongside rose bushes ...
the tranquility ...
an ageless tree ...
sometimes an urge to skip!
Go on ...
browse through those folders of pics you've taken ...
then share your Sunday Selection over here.
