I try to walk every day to strengthen my damaged foot and leg. I fume that it never seems to improve but on reflection I can see that I am ranging further every day, even if I'm limping badly by the time I get home. But there have been compensations. Because I can't walk as fast as I would usually I look at things in more detail. Like the Leopard trees (caeslpinnea ferrea) that line part of my street. These trees originate in Brazil and thousands of them have been planted by the council to line streets, even in the business district.
I love these trees. There is something about their shape and form that attracts me. But it is the bark that is the most beautiful. It changes colour and texture and this can range from pale greens and mauve's through to shades of grey and browns.
By the time I get to the river Charlie and I take a rest. Since the floods and the destruction of the river walk this part of the river bank where we sit is a private oasis.
From our bench we look out at the river,
and watch the passing river traffic. Little cross river ferries,
Big commuter ferries.
And we sit and enjoy the sunlight, the solitude and the reflections in the water.
This change of pace has definitely had it advantages.
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