Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Town looks bright as Country burns
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Was a Witchetty
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Fire light and star light
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
What the morning reveals: buffel black ash beds, native shrub white ash beds, brown canopies singed by radiant heat
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Ancient Corkwood tree gone
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Burnt hill shrublands
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Suburbs sleep as hills smoulder
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Flame standing but no longer an ancient tree standing
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Tree skeleton 1
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Tree skeleton 2 at dusk
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Tree skeleton 2 at dawn, finger bones on the left
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Like a Rod Moss drawing
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Burnt bouquet
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Fallen bouquet
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
T for T'was Whitewood
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
It was a Corkwood limb
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
When Buffel burns, where's the way forward?
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
What should be there
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Once was one of Henry's favourite trees
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Henry walks on
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Bush orange standing where Landcarers had cleared it
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Same place the next morning
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Layers of loss
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Arrethe Bush medicine evaporated
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Witchetty bush crisped
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Witchetty bush crisp 2 with hope in a spider web
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Corkwood leaves going
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Whitewood leaves burnt - leaves were burnt from Buffel high radiant heat even if whilst some trunks survived,
Dr Fiona J Walsh:
Corkwood bark burnt through likely to be lethal
