In my town of Grafton, there is an avenue of Fig Trees. This is one of my favourite places and a great tourist draw card. During Summer it is so cool in the street. Of course it is in the posh end of town with the river over to the right.
I really like this song ever since I heard the original but I also enjoy Bryan Ferry’s version too.
Oh will you never let me be? Oh will you never set me free? The ties that bound us are still around us There’s no escape that I can see And still those little things remain That bring me happiness or pain
A cigarette that bears a lipstick’s traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment Those stumbling words that told you What my heart meant A fairground’s painted swings These foolish things Remind me of you
You came, you saw, you conquered me When you did that to me I somehow knew that this had to be
The winds of March that make my heart a dancer A telephone that rings, but who’s to answer? Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things Remind me of you
Gardenia perfume lingering on a pillow Wild strawberries only seven francs a kilo And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you
The park at evening when the bell has sounded The ile-de-France with all the gulls around it The beauty that is Spring These foolish things Remind me of you
I know that this was bound to be These things have haunted me For you’ve entirely enchanted me
The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things Remind me of you
First daffodils and long excited cables And candlelight on little corner tables And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you
The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses The waiters whistling as the last bar closes The song that Crosby sings These foolish things Remind me of you
How strange, how sweet to find you still These things are dear to me That seem to bring you so near to me
The scent of smouldering leaves, the wail of steamers Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things Remind me of you, just you
Todays square tree is a Pandanus Tree Pandanus tectorius is a small tree which can reach 5-6 metres in height comprising separate male and female trees. The leaves have short spines along the edges and on their midribs. The plants are supported at the base by prop roots which help to anchor the plant in sandy soil. The tree may flower throughout the year. Female plants produce large pineapple-like fruits comprised, when ripe, of yellow, red or orange segments containing the individual seeds. Parts of the fruit of the Pandanus are edible and it is reported to form a major source of food in Micronesia. The ripe segments of the fruit and the seeds can be roasted and eaten.
Your song for today
This is a great place to sit and watch for whales
The roots certainly have a good hold on the ground and are spreading down the cliff edge.
You may remember my Monday Portrait last Monday of the little fellow sitting in the tree. He was a pandanus nut, one of the segments of the fruit of the Pandanus Tree