The Afterword

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  • Spring in Sydney

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    Peter
    in

    Something in the city is sighing awake.Lorikeet-noise. Jasminespilled over brick walls.Something in the city has learnedto bloom without asking—wisteria elbowing througha rusted trellis,jacaranda softeningconcrete with purple. Magpie shadow, has itmercy? Or memory?Sun-warmed footpath,still cool in the cracks.A waratah flaressomewhere behind the noise—not a flag, but a hush. Something in the cityhas returned—hatchling chirp.Push of small…

  • A Season That Sings

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    Peter
    in

    What’s your favourite season of the year? For me, it’s spring—without question. There’s something about Sydney in springtime that makes the world feel new again. Not in a loud or showy way, but in the quiet unfolding of beauty—one flower, one birdcall, one longer afternoon at a time. Bushwalking becomes a joy this time of…