Railway land, a rubbish dump. Council moved the fence to expose our new land. Volunteers filled a truck with rubbish – broken bottles, building material, railway metal remains …
A regularly used laneway from the station.

Some lawn was laid and two seats installed.
A steep slope with rocky sandstone platforms, but few native plants growing, although the Kunzeas and a wattle were thriving.
Local stones created edging, local wood from chopped down trees were cut to make steps for children to balance on. Nearby building site sandstone blocks made seating and a curved area inside which special, stone messages are regularly left and changed by young and old.
It’s an on-going project with much planting and weeding, watering and a possum box.

We have an annual Hiroshima Day bell-ringing, for Peace …

The fence is now almost concealed by shrubs. A three metre long Pollination banner, from the Botanic Gardens, hangs on the fence. Artists and embroiderers have added to the creative colour.
Sometimes people hang pictures on the fence but I don’t know where they come from.
The flannel flowers get much praise, as do many of the other plants.
The benches usually have someone sitting on them – resting, breathing, reading, waiting, smoking, eating or on their laptops.

When I’m working there I stop thinking and just listen and feel.
It’s a place of peace and harmony away from the distressing other world realities.

A peaceful park, reminding us to protect our flora and fauna and create wildlife corridors.

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