Kings Park is home to the spectacular Western Australian Botanic Garden, which displays over 3,000 species of the State’s unique flora. Two thirds of the 400 hectare park is protected as bushland and provides a haven for native biological diversity.
Visitors can enjoy magnificent, sweeping views of the Swan and Canning Rivers, the ci
Kings Park is home to the spectacular Western Australian Botanic Garden, which displays over 3,000 species of the State’s unique flora. Two thirds of the 400 hectare park is protected as bushland and provides a haven for native biological diversity.
Visitors can enjoy magnificent, sweeping views of the Swan and Canning Rivers, the city skyline and the Darling Ranges to the east. Along with Bushland walk trails, immaculate gardens and parklands and a variety of
children’s discovery play areas.
Spending a day navigating the Central Plateau, Tennessee, viewing the majesty and beauty of the Tennessee State Park waterfalls, in early fall, is a true eye-opener.
The smorgasbord of color and raw nature is amazing. I have magnificent memories of a roadway cutting along a steep cliff face. The trees on the upside were a mix of reds
Spending a day navigating the Central Plateau, Tennessee, viewing the majesty and beauty of the Tennessee State Park waterfalls, in early fall, is a true eye-opener.
The smorgasbord of color and raw nature is amazing. I have magnificent memories of a roadway cutting along a steep cliff face. The trees on the upside were a mix of reds, browns and golds, bedded upon a carpet of liquid gold.
The trees on the steep downside gave you a feeling that you were moving on a cushion of autumnal lava, penetrated by the piercing rays
of the rising morning sun..
Taking time to simply pause and witness the sun easing away for the day is one of life's blessings. The changing colors and shadows.
The birdlife.
The critters.
Then the silence.
My Friend The Wind
During the day, I often sat on a hill,
watching the wind at play. Sometimes, on a grassy knoll, overlooking a small snuggled, rural valley.
Ot
Taking time to simply pause and witness the sun easing away for the day is one of life's blessings. The changing colors and shadows.
The birdlife.
The critters.
Then the silence.
My Friend The Wind
During the day, I often sat on a hill,
watching the wind at play. Sometimes, on a grassy knoll, overlooking a small snuggled, rural valley.
Other times, at a view,
from a craggy clifftop on high,
overlooking the expansive ocean.
Even a view through wild bushland
to a small stream below.
The common denominator was the wind.