Kerry takes a Walk through the ‘Hood
It’s a beautiful, sunny Spring morning, the air heavy with the scent of jasmine, as I head out for a leisurely walk through my neighbourhood.(It may be necessary to scroll-over, to view the full image)
I walk to the end of my street, where a beautiful vista of the Sydney skyline can be seen.
Through the trees to my left, I look down on Rozelle Bay marina. Rozelle Bay is one of Sydney Harbour’s many bays. In the middle distance can be seen the traffic ramp leading to the Anzac Bridge. In the far distance, the iconic arch of the Sydney Harbour Bridge dominates the skyline, with flags flying.
I walk down the stone steps, cut into the Hawkesbury sandstone by convicts two centuries ago, and come to the entrance of Jubilee Park, located on the foreshore of Sydney Harbour.
I walk eastward along the path towards the city. Rozelle Bay is on my left, with the pylons of the Anzac Bridge clearly visible.
I walk beneath the canopy of the giant fig trees on Glebe Point.
The harbourside path leads me past moored leisure vessels and beautiful waterfront residences.
The path takes me from Rozelle Bay to Blackwattle Bay, with its view of the city through the trees. Sydney Fish Market is located at the far end of Blackwattle Bay, with restaurants and cafes providing excellent alfresco dining. Alas, however, the foreshore path ends just short of there. I take a seat on a park bench and enjoy the view, before returning from whence I came. There is cloud gathering over the city.
Homeward bound now, back along the harbourside path.
Back under the splendid canopy of the mighty Glebe Point fig trees.
The pathway leads me through manicured parkland and dazzling flower beds, a riot of Springtime colour. I cross the rustic bridge across the watercourse and make my way through the palm grove. The previously threatening rain clouds have apparently blown out to sea.
The final leg of my walk, along the main avenue of Jubilee Park, and then home. I might be tempted to have another sit-down on one of the park benches before tackling those convict steps.
Thank you for accompanying me on my walk. Let’s do it again, sometime. 
