I fulfil Wiradyuri tradition by tree-hugging with purpose. Each hug aims to leave some love behind

I discovered the Roma Street parkland as a place to run. It's a wondrous oasis. Tip: there's quite a bit of my love left on Banyan LawnThis is part of a series in which writers tell us about their summers away from the beachFind more essential summer readingMaiwar is the heart of Meanjin in summer. It's running or walking along its banks under the shady canopy of the jacaranda and poinciana trees of the West End, past the vibrant, human-made beach at South Bank, and around the winding, bustling paths at the base of the Kangaroo Point cliffs, where the whiff of mangroves reminds me of their place in the ecosystem, holding the banks in place.I run at daybreak in summer to beat the humidity, yet beads of sweat still form before I hit my first kilometre. And while anxiety often plagues me, the sky's reflection in the glassy river offers tranquillity and calm in an otherwise turbulent world.Sign up for a weekly email featuring our best reads Continue reading...