When I first came to Australia as a small boy I remember the drive from the airport, The big trees and the yellow grass, it was unlike anything I'd seen in NZ, there the country was green, was lush, beautiful, not this this was scraggy and messy and looked to be hanging on for dear life.
Of course all I wanted to see was a Kangaroo. Although my dad had convinced me that they lived on the hill on the other side of the river behind our house in NZ, I had never seen one, but I figured there was a better chance here, it would take a little while but yeah the chances were better than 0% so they were better.
Was it these trees, this grass I saw, probably not, although this is close to there, it's unlikely we came out of the airport this way, likely it was so shortcut through what in the eighties was bush land and is likely now a housing estate which has been their long enough to have inter-generational poverty and school with actual alumni who can credit their success to that school and a migrants strong work ethic.
Photos taken by me at Woodlands Historic Park, Tullamarine, Melbourne, Australia with a Fujifilm X-T3 and post processed with a 'Cinema' filter
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