Unlike the Queen I have never planted a tree, but I do admire people who do. They make a gift to the future and place a vote of confidence in continuity. I lack their patience.
All roads lead to Rome except Burke Road North, which leads to bedlam. Well, actually, it leads to Kew, but is is very busy. No doubt maddened by the constant swish of car tyres and potato-potato-potato of passing Harley Davidsons, one resident built a large white wall to block the Road from sight and mind. But this anonymous hero also had the foresight to plant five cedars along the wall. And here they are, many years later, capturing the endless gloaming of a Melbourne spring evening.