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There was an unusual odour. Unexpected. Pungent. Sort of urinal, but not quite. I wondered if I was downwind of somewhere. I wondered if it was me.
It might have been the stand of yellow box gums. They’re supposed to smell of honey. It was a very warm morning and it’s been threatening to rain for a few days now. I suspect it was the closely-packed eucalyptus woodland.
When I got home, I took a deep breath and confirmed it wasn’t me.
I drive past Goorooyarroo Nature Reserve whenever I need something from the hardware store. Finally, today I made the effort to crawl through the narrow opening that is the gate. After so many urban parks and streets these last couple of months, I decided it was time for some open space.
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I say “not surprised” because the roads around the waste management centres in Canberra are often strewn with such rubbish. Sometimes it may have fallen off a trailer or truck. In this case, there’s been an obvious attempt to conceal it. It’s one of the problems associated with the introduction of charges and fees to dispose of rubbish at the official drop-off centres.
Series Notes
The walking inspiration for today was drawn from Marion Stuart’s “Best Bush, Town and Village Walks in and around the ACT”, published by Woodslane Press Pty Ltd.
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