[see Mum's last post here]
“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...”
― Dr. Seuss,
In our current quest for a home we have moved 6 times in 6 years of marriage. Each and every house has become a home in some way. Some I have valued and loved more than others. Some I will miss and long for, some less so. Each house is piece of my history, the building blocks of my soul.
Tell me a bit about each of the places you have lived?
I grew up in Tasmania. Until I was five I loved in Roland. The house was on a hill and looked out over paddocks, the railway station and other houses. When I was five we moved to Staverton to a farm, and again on a hill. Out the window were green paddocks, animals and trees. The best part was if you went to the top of the hill on a clear day one would see a semicircle of beautiful mountains. Mt Roland, Mt Claude, Mt Van Dyke, Cradle Mountain, Barn Bluff and Black Bluff. The best view in the world, I would love a painting or picture of this but it would be too difficult to get it all in.
At thirteen I went to boarding school in Lyttleton Street, Launceston. A nice quiet area with a view of houses next door, very nice red brick houses.
For a while I went back home to Staverton and then I went to Melbourne, Victoria.
At first I lived in the Salvation Army Hostel in Spring Street. The view there was the homeless refuge next door!!
Then I lived with my Aunt in Moonee Ponds. 1 Dean Street, right near the junction. No view here except if you went out the back gate you looked straight across to the Moonee Valley Racecourse.
After that I lived in Sydney, New South Wales. Greenacre and Bankstown. No view in either place as they were both out the back of houses. Sydney itself had beautiful views.
I then lived back in Tasmania, firstly in Hobart. South Hobart.....no view, West Hobart with a magnificent view of the Derwent River out the back and the City out the side.
Then on the Glebe with a beautiful view of the city and the mountain in the background.
The last place I lived in Hobart was just past North Hobart and this had no view at all.
Then I moved to Devonport and lived in a beautiful old house that was divided into flats. I lived in the back one but if you went out the front garden you could see all of Devonport and the River, it too was beautiful.
The next move was to Launceston, firstly West Launceston with a view over the city! then another house in West Launceston a little closer to the City but still with a lovely view. Then I moved to Trevallyn Road. This looked straight down over the River and to the banks beyond. It was a beautiful view and extremely calming and peaceful.
Then we moved to Invermay and the only view was a lovely garden. Then came 11 French Street with a view out the back of South Launceston and out to Kings Meadows. Next to Hobart road with a view out the back of hills and High school. Then to Penquite Road, Newstead with a lovely view over the hills and valleys to St Leonards. The next move was to St Leonards and the view then was back across the River to Norwood and Newstead. From there I moved to Bridport where I had a panoramic view of the bay and out to sea. I could spend hours just sitting looking out. If I looked the other way I saw the golf course (Barnbougle) and the countryside looking towards Scottsdale. That took me up to retirement at age 65 and a mission to Salt lake City, Utah where I am at present.......who knows what the future will bring!
Tasmania truly does have some beautiful views, Thanks Mum x