
Earthy, floral smells—
hiking in this bush country;
my walk in wardrobe.

Earthy, floral smells—
hiking in this bush country;
my walk in wardrobe.

Warming their bare wings,
deciduous trees line up—
late-winter sunshine.

Filters through dense fog:
little rebel winter sun,
springs into wattle.

The air is warmer,
itchy noses are running;
spring’s good rush is here.