For as long as I can remember, I have adored London Plane trees. This avenue of grand London Planes, at Arncliffe Park, in Sydney, is one of my most vivid memories of living in Arncliffe, and it was such a joy to find them still looking so splendidly majestic.
The child still bubbling in me delights in kicking up the fallen leaves lying beneath the shedding autumn branches, while the adult that lurks beneath the surface engages in a meditation of watching a solitary leaf , silently float, downwards.
