Gumtrees and Petrol

So often happens to me to go for a long walk across Lane Cove National Park. To reach its border it takes me about 30 minutes through Epping suburbs. And I must say this is the time I feel really like an Alien. I think no one has a habit to walk in between all those fancy, fairy-tale houses. They get on the car already in the garage and drive away quickly from there. Sometimes only I can see a group of children playing or casual workers working. At this point I start to understand the reasons for those never-ending terror attacks in Iraq. Only two facts of Australian economy makes me want to join those desperados as well : ) = price of petrol (which is almost 3 times cheaper in here than in Poland) together with the highest wages in the world (which are almost 3 times higher than in Poland). Petrol is key issue. It becomes obvious that lack of petrol is the biggest threat in car societies, bigger than few suicide bombers in Bagdad (who are paid in dollars anyway).

So I leave suburban area and I enter my beloved park. My nerves calm down in between the gum trees. So far no one was able to explain me why Eucalyptus is called by locals this way. But I managed to find explanation to Latin name (“Field guide to the native plants of Sydney” by Les Robinson): EU – well, Kalyptos – covered in reference to the little cap (pokryweczka) covering the little bud (zawiązek). Look at them. I love them:

With no sharp end on it. If to look closer they look like sculptured in red clay by some artist:

And the one looking like Jesus with arms to be outstrechted (wyciągnięte) toward the skies: