Not quite a year ago, I chanced upon a lively street
festival in a small street off Lygon Street. Bands were playing in a vacant
block, which also had garden boxes full of the last summer vegetables growing
in them. The festival was called Hot Diggity, and today it was on again. Only
this time, there was a little street market and I had a stall there.
I had my usual kind of stuff, unwanted
treasures and old clothes. And as usual, I left with not much profit, but
having had a lot of fun, chatting, listening to the music and taking pictures. This mirror broke not long after I had photographed myself in it, but I think that had more to do with a gust of wind than any powers I might have.
The visitors to the street festival were not really looking for bargains as avidly as the regulars at the Camberwell Market; they were coming for the music, the company and the Brunswick beer.
The visitors to the street festival were not really looking for bargains as avidly as the regulars at the Camberwell Market; they were coming for the music, the company and the Brunswick beer.
In the past year, we have had some small involvement with
the folk from the Luscombe Street Community Garden and I am full of admiration
for their organising skills and commitment to local food growing and working
together. One of the other stall holders remarked to me today: “it is such a
pity that the future of the vacant block is in doubt, it will probably soon be
developed, and what will the garden do then?” I answered it is like life, you
don’t know how long you have ahead of you, what they have done so far is
amazing and worthwhile, no matter if the future is long term, five years or
only one. They have created and tended a garden and friendships.
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