THERE'S something about being in the great outdoors that can be very humbling. The cycle of life is unabashedly on show and a reminder that the world keeps turning and we've just got to find out foothold and hang on.
Today's path took through bushland scorched by fire almost a year ago. From the ash and decay new life is changing the landscape. Hard pods that need the fierce heat of a fire to open and release their precious cargo have split, and the resulting green growth carpets each blackened side of the worn track.
The metaphors of this landscape are not lost on me as close friends and family weather their own 'heat'. The bush is changed, undoubtedly, but it's certainly not less than it was. Small treasures, tiny gems are to be found everywhere. You just have to look and they reveal themselves.