Your childhood escape

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I was listening to a podcast this morning on biophilia. One of the arguments supporting the existence of biophilia was the fact that almost all people has a special, natural place they loved as a child. A place where they explored, played and imagined, whether it was a forest or some bushes in an abandoned lot.

Where was your natural place?

I grew up on a street that only had houses on one side, the other was natural bushland , leading down into a creek. Directly opposite my house was the start of a firetrail, leading down into the gully. I would go down there and play most days when I was young. The creek was polluted; foamy and orange most of the time. But there were lizards to watch, spider webs to run away from and a big rock that was hollowed out underneath. My friends and I used to pretend it was the home of a dragon, but none of us were ever game to go inside and check it out (spiders, again... :P)