I was really impressed by the size of the trees in the Dandenong National Park. Like a kid the first time in a big city, I spent most of my time watching up in the sky, looking for the top of the forest. I felt like the end of the trees was the border to “another” world, and the rustle of the leaves was the chatting of the “other” people inviting me to the “other” side. An interesting prospective, or maybe there is really another world??