Trees Impersonate

I go out early in the mornings, sometimes before the sun has decided to make an appearance, to walk around the reserve. In the dark, the trees can look a bit unusual and, when you are thinking about something else, suddenly grab your undivided attention. This one always gives me a start ... looks like someone is going to turn and look at you ... someone very big.


And when I come around the bend and look down at this one, for just a split second I think that I've come across a big, fat kukkaburra sitting on the branch of a fallen tree. But, alas, it never is.