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Barossa Garden

Green summer landscapes as the grape vines quench their thirst from the River Murray’s water. European trees define the grid lines of roads and properties. Formal gardens dominate.

I realise now, that prior to the Covid pandemic, I was abandoning my passion for gardening. Rather than one minor job on a list of essential tasks, it became physically hard work to clear the concrete paths of mulch and leaves that the blackbirds exuberantly scratched and scattered everywhere in clumps. I resented the mess. Instead of my eyes roaming the garden to take pleasure in small changes, my eyes were downcast, intent on avoiding a fall. Garden maintenance became a safety issue instead of a series of pleasant tasks.

The physical isolation imposed by the pandemic helped to revive my delight in flowers and their seasons; for bugs and grubs, for in-season fruit and vegetables. Not only is it practical to have a cleared pathway to access the laundry line it is important to have a space to sit outside with the few visitors I am allowed during the continuation of the pandemic. I rediscovered my garden as a true amenity.

I was encouraged to consider sharing my excitement about the environment with young readers through a range of concertina collage books created for individual children then shared with the wider community via eBooks.

Heather Gordon

22 June 2022

artist, author

acknowledging working on Ngadjuri, Peramangk, Kaurna Country in the Barossa and Kokatha, Barngarla, Kuyani, Adnyamathanha Country around Andamooka and Lake Torrens