The beautiful Acacia

The tree [Acacia] is very large.

The sharp leaves touch my arm.

A freezing cold gust of wind hits my body.

The tiny thin branches are very floppy.

I look up and see a koala grunting and growling at me.

There's a very small sharp stick poking my knee.

While I walk through the bush I look all around.

The nature seems to surround.