Five years ago, we planted a Norfolk pine on the downslope below the lemonade berry, with the goal that it would block the view of the neighbour’s flagpole from our living room. It’s now about 3.5 metres tall and doing its job with pride and gusto. These trees will always remind me of Kiama, where I happily spent my childhood summers.
I’m pretty sure this is my most-sketched tree here. We’re unsure why it’s chosen to grow so tall and skinny, but we’re now watering it further from the trunk to see if we can encourage it to spread wider.
I was back at King Gillette Ranch yesterday with the LA Urban Sketchers, very happy they chose to meet in my neck of the woods this month.
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