not a gallery, not a quest, nor a chronicle
(and not one pic a day anymore!)
Ah, these are the leaves of our star fruit tree on our back yard in Jakarta. It was the most photographed thing during my early interest of photography (since it was not often I could go out hunting).
The tree was the sources of enjoyment when we were kids: the fruits of course, it also gave a way to the roof of the house, and it was a place where the swing was hang. It is exactly where the fence of our chicken farm was. The tree was protecting the main building of our house during a fire on the house behind ours, which also burnt our maid's quarter and its attic.