I’ve been hacking away at a patch of blackberries for about
an hour. With a mattock, I dig out the spiky tangled mess by the roots
(hopefully) and kick it aside. It feels like I’m waging a war against the
thicket. These are not regular blackberries. In Australia, they are a nasty
invasive that have taken over much of the native bush. So the blackberry battle
is an ongoing one. And boy do they fight hard. Thorns stick through my jeans as
I step onto the tallest vine with my boots, pushing the thorny mess back as I
attempt to dig it out of the hard, dry ground. It is slow work, but very
satisfying, especially after wresting a particularly prickly and tangly bunch
out.
Carolyn wanders down the hill to check on me. She is one of
the founding members of Murnong, a community of 5 families living together in
Castlemaine and sharing the responsibilities of growing food, raising kids and
running the property. Carolyn has the best mop of bouncy red curls and the most
intriguing accent. Not only does she have the Aussie lingo, but she’s from
Scotland originally so there is a lot of “Oy!” and “Wee little thing.”
When I first got to Murnong, I had so many questions for
Carolyn, she probably couldn’t wait to get rid of me. I wanted to learn
everything about how the community works. What principles is it based on? How
did it start? Is it working according to plan? What would you do differently?
What are you SO glad you did? Community living has always appealed to me and my
great friend Laura and I have sort of planned to start our own intentional
community at some point, talking about it dreamily sometimes, other times more
seriously. But I wanted to spend a bit of time in a community to see if it
really is all that I’ve always imagined.
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| The white house was mine (family was on holiday) and the orange is Carolyn's |
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| A garden bed I built with layers of straw and compost |
Community has so many different meanings and carries varying
levels of significance to each of us, I think. To me, community is a solution.
I often trace problems (social, environmental, economic etc) back to a lack of community or connection. It is a
solution to sustainability - the very opposite of the isolation of suburbia with
everyone competing or encouraging each other to have the newest, best thing.
Community is about sharing. Why have 5 lawn mowers, when you could have one?
And come to think of it, lets skip the lawn mower all together and get some
goats! Then we’ll have milk and cheese as well! Lets share that milk with the
family down the road who bake bread. We can start an exchange or barter system.
That way we’re creating connections, keeping a truly local economy, reducing
our carbon footprint….etc etc.
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| The compost heaps |
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| The dam |
My example got away from me. In fact, there aren’t really
any lawns in Castlemaine at the moment. It is so dry that the cracked earth
sucks down any moisture it can grab. This necessitates garden boxes. Vegetables and herbs growing in old tires or shipping crates to
keep the water in. Some people have wicking beds with water reservoirs in the
bottom, soil layered on top and happy plants sucking up just the water they
want from their roots. The community shares the watering tasks, the weeding and
harvesting, the compost management (each house has a composting toilet) and the
weekly meeting facilitation. There are two vehicles, which are shared by the
community. But mostly everyone walks or rides bikes. There is a grey water
system so that the water that goes down the drain (and when you think about it,
that’s a lot each day! Washing dishes, clothes and hands, taking showers…) The
grey water is reused to water the orchard.
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| Herb garden |
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| Tomatoes in a wicking bed |
There are two dams, which supply the water to each of the
houses. Right now the dams are getting dangerously low. The community has
decided to keep their water usage at 90 liters per household per day. Otherwise
they’ll run out before the rains start.
Kids run around barefoot, eating fruit off the trees,
capturing yabbys (crayfish) from the dam, climbing trees and jumping on the 3
trampolines they have set up. It is their summer vacation and they are enjoying
the last few days of it before heading off to school again. So there are small
blonde-haired hooligans running amuck. It is delightful.
The pictures add so much and are really fun to see! Thanks!
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