West Coast Park

 "I talk to the trees, but they don't listen to me, I talk to the stars but they're too far to hear me." - a line from the song Wandering Star and I have forgotten who sang it. I only remember that it came from a Cowboy movie. I have not gone to the extent of talking to the trees but sometimes I do thank them for posing for me. In this post, I will feature the lovely trees of West Coast Park. As I walk past them, perhaps they do talk to me but I do not listen because I do not know their language or they have no voices of their own and are sending telepathic messages to me of which I did not have the facility to receive or decode. I like to think that they can see that I admire them greatly each time I pass them by, each time I see them. The language between us is action - I take photographs and they oblige me each time with love.