by Alison Clifford
My dad used to take me bushwalking occasionally when I was a teenager. We’d go to the top of Mt Buffalo (Victoria), pick a trail, and enjoy a day wandering among the trees and rocks. I also did a few bushwalks on school trips—one of the joys of living so close to the Snowy Mountains. My most fondly remembered experience was a week spent at Mittagundi, a bush property near the Mitta Mitta river, reached by hiking over the top of Mt Bogong—a two day trip each way.
The Victorian high country has always held a place in my heart. There is nothing can compare with standing on a mountain, of breathing the air and experiencing the sheer majesty of nature. There is a peace that can’t be found anywhere else, and sense that I am insignificant, but a part of the whole. It is a spiritual place for me.
These experiences and memories now influence my writing. Beth (White Rose books) is a botanist who loves the snow gums of the high plains and Nell’s home (Seeing Red) backs onto a forest. Forests have a way of working into every story I have written so far. I don’t fight it, I welcome it, and now I deliberately seek it. I may not climb many mountains these days, but I always make time for being amongst trees—they give me peace.
My current work in progress is roughly at the half-way mark, and the next book is heading to my professional editor in the next few weeks. Stay tuned for release date and title announcements.
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