After all the wet weather the swamps are still holding water… and reflections. Part of the coast walk here runs beside such swamps.
Large paperbarks make sinuous shapes as they stretch across the water.
Smaller ones stand straight and double up so seamlessly in the swamp below that the eye is deceived.
But there are many tree species in this forest, and some of the eucalypts are very large… and also sinuous. They must be in flower way up high, as the forest was alive with the chirping and chittering of multiple unseen happy honeyeaters.
It is winter so only a few blossoms are to be seen, like this wattle, but the flannel flowers are getting ready, beautifully backlit in a small clearing.
The territory in between tree tops and ground is well used, like this webbed hammock.
Some plants make use of the whole tree, securely latched on, climbing from ground to canopy.
This young fig tree grew upwards, but also chooses to send down roots to anchor itself to the ground. A bet both ways, to take advantage of all this forest can offer.
It certainly offers me more gifts than my eye can take in.