It has been some time since I have posted writings on the Port Melbourne Muse site, but there has been little of good news to foward.

Development continues in Port Melbourne at a fast pace some of it unbridled in design and good taste. Our love of everything in large concrete blocks will I,m sure in years to come be viewed by the coming generation as an eyesore ,going from a beautiful bay to an ugly mix of high rise concrete towers which bear no resemblence to the good builders of years gone by. I leave you with something I wrote a few months ago.

Where I belong is my Lemuria
Where ancestors have placed their feet,
toiled and shaped that which is my heritage
On the soil they left for me is where my strength is gained
I do not travel far
I seek no distant visions
It is all at my doorstep
It is where the lemon tree stands,lusty,unbending in all its strength
My Muse and I see Lemuria as our North,our South,our East our West

Lois Daley Port Melbourne Muse 4/7/03