There’s a quiet, icy stillness in the air as I set out for a walk around the peninsula. I’m wearing sturdy boots and am rugged up like an eskimo, for it’s a dull grey Winter day. Although it's past noon, the sun is still hiding behind a doona of thick clouds. It’s just me, a few ducks, a swan, a lone cyclist and a couple of women power-walking in their lunch break.
I stop to admire jonquils, daisies and eucalypts, and the first of the wattle… clusters of golden powder puffs that herald the coming Spring. Along the water’s edge I discover a narrow, winding track, still muddy from recent rains. It’s shielded from the road by a line of old buildings and shrubbery. High up in a tree, there's an old, well-weathered timber birdhouse and I wonder who put it there and when. There’s a scattering of litter, and fallen branches in amongst the overgrown bushes and thickets of blackberry. Seeing this saddens me. I feel that no-one cares about this place, and yet they should! Right down by the lakeside, there's a rusted table and chairs, so perhaps somebody still comes here to sit and enjoy the views.
Around the corner up the hill is the old Buggy Shed, once upon a time it was our family home and I have fond memories of playing here with my sister. Built in 1913 as a garage for The Constable's Cottage, it has been recognised by The National Trust for its 'significance as the earliest surviving structure of its kind from the Commonwealth period in Canberra'. Dilapidated until recently, it now stands proud with a new roof and fresh paint... and yet, it's empty. Families like my own lived here and made it their home. And those old corrugated walls inside hold many stories...
Clusters of golden powder puffs that herald the coming Spring...
High up in a tree, there's an old, well-weathered timber birdhouse...
Around the corner up the hill is the old Buggy Shed...
I have fond memories of playing here with my sister...
Families like my own lived here and made it their home....
Is there a place where you feel a strong sense of belonging?
I'm Liz, a.k.a Bizzy Lizzy,
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