I nearly miss the greatest delight of my day in Tenterfield. Why would I want to visit a cork tree? Is this just another attempt by a rural community to lay claim to fame? But my car is pointing in the right direction, and I think “Why not?” Here’s what I nearly missed.
Take yourself back to 1861. Pack a cork seedling in a jam tin. Submit yourself to a long voyage by tumultuous boat from the other side of the world. Arrive in Tenterfield, and plant your precious seedling. That’s how this tree arrived.
This is my contribution to DesleyJane’s RegularRandom which challenges you to spend 5 minutes with something, seeing it in many different ways: in her case, this week, a perfect ranunculus photographed perfectly.