At Dubbo’s sensory garden, in a secluded niche around the gecko lizard sculpture, is a serene, subdued hideaway reminiscent of a Roman forum before the senators arrive.
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Don’t let first appearances deceive you. While no one would suggest we have created a ‘lemon’ or failed feature, it does lend itself to quiet contemplation.
However the image of cool contemporary functional pathways, lilly pilly hedges, screening bloodwood Eucalypts and Cootamundra wattles takes on a new life once you palm your hand around a giant ‘Meyer’ lemon fruit.
The flower is pretty, sweet and yes the fruit is possible to eat.
Yet the highlight of our sensory garden is the Lemon-Scented Myrtle (Backhousia citriodora). While ours are a mere two metres high and covered in fluffy summer white flowers (small petals, prominent stamens), they can reach ten metres.
Rip a leaf off the Myrtle bush, crush it between your fingers and watch your day take off.