I have driven past these 3 trees on average every 3 weeks for the last 7 years.
For about the last 6 months though, I’ve been thinking I must photograph them… must.
So this Saturday, as we were driving home from soccer in Armidale I said to Husband, “I’m going to need you to stop up here so that I can take a photo.” A small eye-roll accompanied the response of “Okay, tell me where.”
It’s not the best place to stop – being in a bit of a hollow between two dips – so he happily pushed me out of the car and assured me that he was just going to turn around up the road. I didn’t really care if he didn’t come back. I could have walked the last 8-odd kilometres to town taking photos along the way… I’d photographed 3 trees.