The mating shelducks have arrived, and I notice that they move amongst the high dead trees looking for a hollow to nest in, while calling to each other. Unfortunately there are very few suitable trees for them and other wildlife and less each year.
As it takes about a century for trees to develop the hollows needed by wildlife, I changed from digging exercise in Foxes Lair to rake therapy to protect the relatively few dead prime nesting trees against fire by raking flammable material away from the base. It is very calming, you should try it!
I achieved enlightenment from a massive dead marri that was growing before any European sailing ship was seen on the horizon. I hope that you can admire its many moods as Aileen and I did.