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Every little hollow has it's quota of needles.

Every little hollow has it’s quota of needles.

The cassurina needles have dropped because of the long dry spell we are having, into the creek. They then get blown and moved into beautiful curving lines following the shapes of the rocks. So many of them, and I thought what a great project! So a new little project that will keep me going back to this bend of the creek to see what is happening until the water starts flowing again.