A kingfisher sits on the jetty alone. A cold wind is blowing. I approach to begin my tai chi and the kingfisher flies away.

The flame tree is losing its leaves. Already the top is bare, while the last of the lower foliage catches the sun and prepares to drop.

 The western side of the flame tree is quite different. Here is a burst of defiant flowers, and in the light of the setting sun, even the trunk glows with life.

Winter is time to turn within, kindle fires, cook hot food, gather in convivial, cheery communities, sing and laugh, and enjoy the richness of the inner life.
The other side of the flame tree reminds me of this, as the cold winds blow and the leaves fall.