On our walk through the forest we come across a paperbark tree beside the meandering river, and my youngest daughter stops to study it. She is curious about the feel and look of the bark and explores it tenderly. I take photos in the shadowy light - sometimes the tree in focus, sometimes my daughter.
My daughter explores the properties of the tree's bark, peeling some off and seeing if it floats in the river. She wraps her arms around the trunk, seeing how wide the tree is.
And I cannot help but think how much better the world would be if everyone could meet some trees, and explore them with tenderness and wonder.