Today we visit an old friend.
We’ve caught up dozens of times over the past 14 years.
I have seen her struggle in the heat, get cold and wet in the winter and be knocked around by big winds.
And once – just once – I saw her shine with metre deep-water which quietly sprinted from surrounding hills within hours of rain.
She is the 154ha Boundary Swamp, 35km WSW from Horsham and 10km south of Mount Arapiles