Last Saturday we spent the morning in Fremantle at the Hulbert St sustainability fiesta. It’s something I first heard about when a reader emailed (thanks Verity!) to let me know about a few cool thing happening around Perth.
I think I’ve mentioned it a hundred times already, but coming from Raglan (and spending a good amount of time also living in Byron Bay, NSW where Si and I first met) I crave being around like-minded people. Even though we don’t live in Fremantle itself, we are only a quick 20 min drive from the bustling alternative world of Freo and I try to make a trip at least once a week to hang out there. I kinda figure, if we can’t afford to live there; we can at least hang out there all the time so it feels like we do!
It totally fills my cup to be surrounded by barefoot dreadlocked locals and travellers. Being invited in to make Mexican god’s eyes by the lovely ladies at the Hilton Primary school stall made me smile and even though Kye lost interest pretty much right away, Ada loved making hers and already knew the drill having just made some at her kindy as part of this terms international focus.
Many of the houses in this ‘modern commune-style’ street were open for us all to look around. And one especially made me swoon; vege gardens out the front, chickens and goats out the back. All this on a regular sized city property! They had a plastic-free open bathroom out back, a aquaponic system set up for growing salad greens and herbs and my favourite part of all… the rows and rows of homemade preserves, set out on gorgeous wooden slat shelving. Just like mama use to have!
As children, our parents were right into permaculture, so visiting houses and gardens like these was all pretty normal in our lives. I still remember going on trips to these amazing organic gardens and coming home with bags of chestnuts that we roasted up and ate with butter. I have to say, the hippies always had it right; living a simple sustainable life long before it became the catch phrase it is today.
My brother Ben would have been in heaven. With his trash footwear business just starting to take off and his ideas for re-using old stuff destined for the landfill going into overdrive, I’m sure he would have loved to see all the recycled wares for sale. I couldn’t help take a photo of the uber cool pots below made from old tyres. Awesome eh?
As the kids started to fade we slowly made our way back down the street, spotting a lady selling pure fruit ice creams made using frozen chunks of mango, papaya and banana pressed though a juicer like mine (I won it!). While the kids licked like mad propped up against the wall, hiding from the sun, some lindy hop buskers set up to give us all a little show.
We all left freo with our cups filled to overflowing. Awesome.