a parking spa

a parking spa

the curly bark of the eucalyptus tree reminds me of paper birches back home. but the paper birches don’t shed their bark quite so picturesquely as the eucalyptus here. the tiny lot in the corner of the village where we park our car is underneath at least two varietals of large unkempt eucalyptus trees. the front tires of our rented renault crush rolls of eucalyptus bark every time we pull in to park. and when we pull out, our front hood is decorated with a random assemblage of fallen scrolls. if only the bark smelled as sublime as the leaves…then i might be less likely to leave the evening parking duties to  @sjrhoffman .

eucalyptus bark curls

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