This work is woven from a cherished childhood memory of walks with my dad down what we lovingly called “the secret path" in Witunga Botanic Gardens. It was a place of wonder and laughter, where imagination turned the landscape into an adventure. Sometimes, we’d even find ourselves on “the secret, secret path,” doubling the fun and mystery. With vibrant colours and flowing brushstrokes, this piece captures both the physical beauty of the path and the joy of exploring it, keeping alive the sense of discovery and fondness that those moments held.