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16 July, 2021

Seasons, fire and ice

BEAUTIFUL one day, how many seasons in the next? With our beautiful region sitting among the void of what seems to be the only part of Queensland our government wants to acknowledge and the other half that demands they deserve to be their own state we seem to be in the somewhat crossfire between fire and ice…quite literally.


By DELTON CLARK

BEAUTIFUL one day, how many seasons in the next?

With our beautiful region sitting among the void of what seems to be the only part of Queensland our government wants to acknowledge and the other half that demands they deserve to be their own state we seem to be in the somewhat crossfire between fire and ice…quite literally.

Every year when winter rolls around we often find ourselves struggling to crawl out of bed and throw on a robe to boil the kettle to defrost ourselves and admire the thick layers of fog covering the cane fields and making the line markings on our roads practically invisible.

Unfortunately, all I can say about summer is that we resemble are half dressed ants under a magnifying glass. But then comes the hard part – “What will I wear today?”.

Or better still – “What’s going to accommodate to the fluctuation of our weather, so I don’t end up with the discarded layers of my outfit in the backseat of my car for three weeks?”

Last Friday, as I do every year, I gathered with my family to march in the NAIDOC Day parade from Macalister Street to Queens Park (I know right, Me? Walking? Never!).

However, on this particular morning the weather was rather crisp, so it was a luxury to able to feel the warmth and rays of Vitamin D kissing your brow while you were wrapped in a jumper awaiting the event to begin.

As the march slowly started to make its way into the gates of Queens Park it was evident that many people had finally peeled of the many layers that were guarding them from the relentless chill of winters breath and had blossomed like flowers in the sun displaying the beautiful colours of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Island printed clothing each telling their own story and exuding their pride in being first nations people.

As the family day proceeded and the sun climbed higher into the clear blue sky, so did the temperature. This became more and more unforgiving as the lines of the food vendors grew and there was nowhere to find refuge from the sun while many were still in jeans or long pants.

However as the day rolled around to a close, the sun decided to hide behind the trees and the sea breeze from Town Beach started to make an entrance the blossoming flowers started to resemble that of native dried arrangements as people made special trips to their cars to get out their warm coloured winter outerwear they had not long prior gotten rid of.

So whether you identify closer with onions or Shrek how many layers do you think is enough? Is less more or not enough?  


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