Tuesday, September 22, 2009
This gully lies behind a playground and beyond some fields, not far from the house where we lived in Palmerston North (New Zealand). At the bottom of the gully, at its mouth, more fields spread out and a deep stream flows there, hemmed in by willows that suck at the water's edge. I used to swim there with neighbourhood friends. I remember we found some large chunks of styrofoam floating downriver one day, and used them as floats as we drifted. We reached that stream by following this gully, which had a nettle-and-hemlock-lined track that could be followed down the side of a hill face.