Someday there will be backyard for units in “24th floor” until then….
Living in 24th floor means you miss out backyard space of your own besides viewing a drama of events like ambulance scooting by, sleek cars queuing up ( still awaiting for a mad car rush and the police chase…), clickety clack of the trains arriving at Parramatta station and grumble of goods carrier trains; at nights, the lights at Westfield mall brightly lit, blanket of thick greens studded with bright street bulbs. It took me to realise, living in 24th floor doesn’t take you any closer to the moon but thankfully balcony had been our best dining experiences with chill evening summer breeze. And hey, how much direct sunlight does our location receive? It’s irresistible from 1:00 pm to not until 5 pm where it gets a tad shady by the blessing of Eclipse tower of Deloitte next to our tower.
My son once said “ Tahime tuva payaea”
I said “What? Come again”
Tahime tuva “PAYAEA”
I reminded myself, he was flu-stricken, and his nose was completely blocked. He picked up his cricket bat.
I realised he meant “Take me to the Play area”.
So thinking of backyard, we tried to map an area in a shelf to call it our humble backyard to have wooden benches, fish tank and less of greens ‘cause my son loves rocks.
My son passionately collects pebbles, stones of all sizes, shapes and colour. He can spend a whole hour doing nothing except arranging, coloring and playing with them. I sought his help. I gathered few twigs of Jacaranda which is around in every streets of suburb where I live.
We made a miniature of wooden benches with twigs of Jacaranda.
Without abrading, I cut and trimmed off to make pieces of uniform length for bench tops, legs and supporting pieces. I used foam glue to stick them together taking 3 days to complete. I reckon wood glue would be a better choice.
I wanted to have some elements of my son in the scene. There was nothing like the presence of my son’s clothes or stuff lying around. It kept reminding of “love, laughter and happiness” in the house. The idea of Cloth line occurred. With twigs and twines, I made a basic line with cut-outs of my son’s clothing stuck on them (my son coloured it).
You can also see a fish tank which previously had been a discarded and much-neglected vial in the kitchen. Paper fish cut-outs in water? Not a chance.My son crayoned it quiet thickly on both sides and fishes have been floating for many days since then.
It is a scenery with just sticks and stones; not a dollar spent. And we came up with this look.
That completes the look of our cherubic backyard!
Hope you enjoyed!
My son’s watching Space Jam and I enjoyed this part.
Michael Jordan: What’s going on here?
Bugs: Why Michael! I thought you’d never ask! You see these aliens come from outer space and they wanna make us slaves for their theme park. Eh, what do we care? They’re little, so we challenge them to a basketball game! But then they show up and they ain’t so little,
Bugs: they’re huge! We need to beat these guys, ’cause they’re talking about slavery! The same jokes every night for all etoinity! We’re going to be locked up like wild animals and then trotted out to peform for a bunch of lowbrow, bug-eyed, bad-headed, humor-challenged *aliens!* Eh, what I’m trying to say is…
Bugs: we need your heeeeeeeelllp!
Michael Jordan: Yeah, but I’m a baseball player now!
[gets out rabbit skull]
Bugs: And I’m a Shakespearean actor.
Have a wonderful weekend!
Much love always!