Floral Friday: After the Jacaranda Festival Grafton

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

 

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

I grew up in Casino a town approximately one hundred and one kilometres from Grafton the home of the Jacaranda Festival. The first Jacaranda festival was held in 1934 and has been held on the second last weekend in October to the first weekend in November ever since. It has the honour of being the first and longest running folk festival in Australia.

Grafton has incredibly wide streets and Queensland style housing built to withstand the floods that happen with regularity on the Clarence River. When the lilac blooms are in full blossom the town is a real picture. There is one street where the Jacarandas planted on either side of the road form an archway through which you drive. We unfortunately arrived after the festival had finished and the blooms were no longer at their best.

jacaranda

We had a Jacaranda tree in our street outside our house which we used to climb. Although it must have been very beautiful, I don’t know that as children we truly appreciated its magnificence.  We saw it as a bit of a pain. When the flowers started to fall it was as though there were millions of flowers carpeting the area where I used to play hopscotch, elastics and hoola hoops. My brother rode his bike here. The flowers covered the ground and almost immediately rotted, going to a slimy slushy consistency which meant that all games were suspended due to the slipperiness of this fallen flower. Skating on the remains was really the only activity which could be successfully carried out but the constant falls led to stained clothes and an unhappy mother – we just didn’t appreciate the Jacaranda Tree.

© irene waters 2014

© irene waters 2014

 

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. Commenced a masters by research in 2014.
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19 Responses to Floral Friday: After the Jacaranda Festival Grafton

  1. Joann says:

    My favorite tree. Everyone who has them here in Southern California hates them. But they bring me simple joy!

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  2. Sherri says:

    Stunning photo that middle one, what amazing colour! But I love the one of you and your sibling (?) climbing the tree! Loved this post Irene, wonderful memoir snippet 🙂

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  3. Cee Neuner says:

    Beautiful purples.

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  4. M-R says:

    Regardless of their undeniable beauty, they’re frightfully dangerous for us oldies when the blossoms fall, as you mention, Irene; in the inner city you’re not allowed to grow them so that they can drop blossoms onto the street.

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  5. Shmruthi says:

    Wow the color is amazing ❤ I have never seen them before in my life and would love to some day! And I agree with you on not appreciating beauty when we are young, somehow it just slips past and when you look back at the pictures, you wonder why!

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  6. Jenni says:

    Are these the photo’s you were talking about. Oh they’re so beautiful – I do miss them especially walking or driving down the lines streets when they’re in bloom. Don’t miss the petals falling on the car and having to worry about the paint work but hey they are just so lovely who cares. Thank you so much for finding them – would I be allowed to copy one of the pictures out of the post. I wouldn’t use it without permission but I think I’d like to print it on the photo paper and frame one just so I can remember them.

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  7. juliecrombe says:

    Those flowers and trees make that street look amazing!

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