The importance of water . . .
Water is a major focus of my everyday life. I have been working in freshwater ecology research for more than five years. My research focus is to determine what frog species live where and what environmental conditions cue the different species to breed. More recently, my research has been set in highly regulated river systems where natural resource managers are seeking to deliver water for the environment at times that will promote optimal ecological outcomes.
I am passionate about my research which I am lucky enough to do on an everyday basis.
In addition to my focus on water in a professional context, water is also a crucial part of my non-work life.
Where do you go to get away from it all?
The Murray River.
How often do you go there?
I head to the river most days and have done so for most of life.
What do you like to do there?
I enjoy running alongside the stretch of river between Noreuil Park and the Wonga Wetlands where I can let my mind wander amongst the birds and frogs.
I love meeting my friends at the local Riverdeck Café for a coffee in the warmer weather, going for a swim, barbecue or the occasional kayak.
I even do my shopping there! The farmers’ markets are held on the river bank every weekend.
I was lucky enough to grow up on a farm with a beautiful river running through it, so I have always spent a lot of time by the river. We used to make mud slides, have family picnics, go fishing, walking and running.
How do you feel when you are there?
I feel happy, relaxed reminiscent, contemplative, meditative and inquisitive – especially when I can hear the frogs calling.
Why is water an important part of your relaxation?
When I’m by the water, or even in the water, I am free from distractions like phones and emails. I usually take this time to focus on my surroundings and just be present.
When I was growing up on our family farm, I remember building towns among the willow trees. We used twigs and fallen branches to construct little houses within the bases of the willow trees. We even swept the fallen leaves into the shape of roads and lined them with rocks, riding our bicycles as though they were our cars.