You always find something fresh, new and revealing on a walk especially when it is outdoors as opposed to walking on the basement treadmill. Because of the ever-changing nature of nature itself, whether it be weather or just the wear-and-tear that occurs from aging, each season unfolds a new growth and new death. It’s never the same.
At the Brickworks, a repurposing space had begun when an old brick could have beendemolished. Some wise and sensitive people decided that the quarry, untouched for years, had value.
Nick, Mandala and I roamed the grounds that were reintroduced to indigenous vegetation. At one appealing spot at the bottom of the dug-out area an aesthetic blend of colour captured our eyes, with green algae water in the pond reflecting snow-cycles under a fallen, haunting tree, which held by its roots a massive clump of dirt.
At the quarry’s north cliff an ancient beaver skull was more recently found, its size being like that of a black bear, a relic left from the former ice age.
Every time I come here it’s a new face and there’s new information of a world worth viewing and reviewing. Walking through the features of nature always fascinates and leaves you feeling reincarnated like nothing that our concrete jungle can provide.
May the Source be with you!