Native trees

Native forest, Gardens of Stone National Park

The pine forest I showed in my last post is not native forest, but this is. It fascinates me, that even though the forests are eucalypts they are so different depending on the variety of eucalypt, take for example the forests here, here and here. They are nothing like this one. But what bugs me is I don't know the names of the different varieties of eucalypts even though I did try quite hard to do so back when I first started this blog some years ago.

Words to walk with:
Native Trees by W.S. Merwin
"Neither my father nor my mother knew
the names of the trees
where I was born
what is that
I asked and my
father and mother did not
hear they did not look where I pointed
surfaces of furniture held
the attention of their fingers
and across the room they could watch
walls they had forgotten
where there were no questions
no voices and no shade

Were there trees
where they were children
where I had not been
I asked
were there trees in those places
where my father and mother were born
and in that time did
my father and mother see them
and when they said yes it meant
they did not remember
What were they I asked what were they
but both my father and my mother
said they never knew."