175th Year passes with pomp.

175 years is a blip on the timeline of this ancient land, but colour and movement is a thing that deserves to be mentioned. Especially when it reminds us of our own richly interesting and complex history. A tree planting is worth it's weight in carbon alone. We rest in the shade of whatever comes before us and so too will our following generations. The red coats came and drank awhile, and their musical accompaniment was delightful to hear on the lawn of the beery Imperial.

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