During the Canberra firestorm we were lucky enough o save out home but we lost our garden completely. On the first anniversary we decided to establish a tradition and photograph the garden every year on that day.
This is what the garden looked like after the fires.
This is what it looks like today
This is what the front looked like after the fires.
This is the same view today.
By the second year we had done a lot of work in the garden but we have been constantly battling drought so regrowth has been slow and stunted.
As you can see we have lost one of the hedge plants to drought this year but for all that I think we can safely say that the garden has been re-established.
How has that day effected us?
I would say that although at the time the fires were very traumatic today when I review personal lessons learnt I realise that they made me focus on what I consider to be important in my life. Of course the importance of relationships were highlighted clearly and thankfully at the time those were strong so there have been no major shifts there.
In the years since I have stopped doing things that I felt were not giving the satisfaction I wanted and put my energy into those that did. There is nothing quite like the experience of waking up to a normal hum drum day, toddling along with your life, having all hell break loose by the afternoon, and by the evening devestation, property and lives lost. An experience like that highlights everything in your life and is a continuing influence. It sorts out what is important and what is not.
Now I make sure at the end of the day that I feel good about some aspect of that day. Something I have done, shared with another or has enhanced my life in some way – I don’t let my days slide by. If I want to get something achieved I set goals and get on and do it, as you never know when life can shift and shift dramatically. Simply put I get on with IT!
The other thing is that I no longer hoard a stash as such. On the day we fought the fires but quilts, photos, journals were tossed into the back of the car in case we had to get out quick. If we had lost the house the stash of ‘special’ things to be used on a ‘special’ project would have been lost. I no longer have ‘special’ stuff and stuff I just use everything. I don’t hoard for the future because we are not sure what the future may bring.
For those who are aware of this personal ‘back story’ I do have a gallery of photos taken in the weeks after the fire which you may find interesting.
Tonight we will dine out and give thanks for our good fortune then int he cool of the evening take a walk around the district.