From where I sit writing this, in a warm comfortable lakeside house, I have a view through the large picture window of the mountain, the shape of Ayers Rock but green and grey, rather than red.  It sits the other side of the lake, its basalt faces and scree slopes changing shade and colour as lighting conditions change.  To my left, another window, but the forest comes right up here, pine cones almost touching the glass.  Beyond the pine, an unidentified deciduous tree starting to turn autumnal orange.


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