Myall Creek Memorial CommemorationWeekend
In memory of the Wirrayaraay people who were murdered on the slopes of this ridge in an unprovoked but premeditated act in the late afternoon of June 10th 1838.
Left Sydney early heading north to Scone to have lunch with Sharon our dear friend.
Then up over the Liverpool Range to Tamworth for the night.
Here are a few moments of beauty from the window of our car as we drove the New England Highway with sun setting in the west.
Today from Tamworth the journey is like a poem in itself.
tell me about the magpies
their song croons our picnic table
our soul knows the song
it plays the strings of our heart
we leave the cracked aroma
of the pepper tree but not the magpies
sadly farewell the tamed Peel River
but not the magpies
they come with us
climb the Liverpool range
windmills, tanks, cattle and sheep
Goonoo Goonoo, Wallabadah
Thunderbolt and Hanging Rock
Katingle, Bendemeer, Uralla
and massive boulder and grass trees
along the way
and in Armidale the magpies welcome us.
Tell me about the magpies
and I’ll tell you about me.
Turn west onto the New England Tableland into Armidale.
Autumn is lingering in the cool crisp highland air.
The gardens of our motel are stunning with their late rich autumn dress.
The Aboriginal Cultural Centre and Keeping Place
Our evening began amidst smoke with a eucalypt aroma
a smoking ceremony and deep earthy sound of the didgeridoo
under a dark starry sky around an open fire.
The young people dancing the echidna dance
and to more modern music
then to the opening of the exhibition Looking Beyond the 1838 Massacre.
WE REMEMBER THEM
Ngiyani winangay ganunga
Leonie who gave the welcome to country and her dancers from Duval High School,
with me at the Opening of the exhibition Myall Creek