Was feeling a bit irate, overwrought this morning until I went for a walk and saw one of my favourite trees. Oh, you beautiful Moreton Bay Fig standing there with arms outstretched, how you make my heart soar. I feel safe in the breadth of your branches.
Then I saw the Aussie flag on the peak of the Anzac Bridge. It made me smile. I didn’t think I was particularly patriotic, but it made me smile. Seeing it fluttering there in the breeze, valiant and proud gave me a sense of belonging. That’s important on a gloomy morning.
Then I saw this cute little guy enjoying the sights at the marina. And it made me happy to know he was there.
The wattle was glorious, resplendent. Just look at the colour. It is like the autumn gown of the goddess of the forest. If you saw that gown walking down the catwalk in Paris you couldn’t help but get to your feet and cheer.
But the garbage on the harbour foreshore pisses me off. We spend so much time fighting about environmental issues that we continue to let the plastic waste build up and up.
I went for a stomp after that. I was angry.
STOMP STOMP STOMP
It’s funny what can put you in a bad mood and what can snap you out of one.
In my case it was three in a row
Three phallic symbols in a row.
Looks like my local park has something for everyone.