
The cliffs at Hallett Cove are no ordinary rocks. They were shaped by glaciers that moved across this landscape around 280 million years ago.

Wealth shaped the architecture: wide verandas, high ceilings, double entry doors and cast-iron balcony lace filled with curls, rosettes and fan-like patterns. These were houses designed to impress.

You wander through maze-like streets filled with cafés, street art and trams that glide by with that cheerful, familiar ring and then suddenly: calm. A sea of green.The quiet sound of leaves instead of car horns.

Just a few kilometres from Melbourne’s bustling CBD, yet holding a completely different energy — salt in the air, palm trees along the boulevard, street musicians who play better than some concert acts, and that unmistakable Australian blend of laidback and lively.

It was a quiet Sunday in Canberra. As I walked along the winding paths, I noticed how effortlessly the building blends into the landscape. It rests like a curved hill of glass, stone and grass