Red glass spires on logs in garden, South Australia

Looks like a porcupine decided to go modern art!

The red spires seemed to pierce the air like frozen flames, their sharp intensity softened only by the weathered logs they emerged from. I couldn't help but marvel at how something so modern could feel so at home among the ancient trees. A couple strolled past me, their conversation hushed as if afraid to disturb the quiet authority of the installation. It was hard to decide which element drew me in more—the boldness of the glass or the rugged simplicity of the wood. The sunlight caught each spire at just the right angle, making them glow like embers in a dying fire. I stood there longer than I expected, hypnotized by this strange harmony between fragility and strength.

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