From little things, something bigger grows and then disappears again.
Like most of life’s greatest gifts, Meadow is temporary. It has a beginning, a middle, and now an end.

So, this is it. The last lap.
One – Full Circle.
1 – 0.
Meadow Number Ten and The End.

The final time we share our small stage, between the very best temporary community.
For leisure, pleasure and recreational treasure. For the well-being of well beings.

From a small concert, on the back of a delivery truck, powered by a borrowed generator, in a mate’s paddock in Bambra.
Meadow grew.
And now it disappears again.

Meadow. A festival in Bambra.

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We acknowledge and pay respects to the Wadawurrung, Gulidjan, Gadubanud people, the Traditional Owners of the land on which we hold our event and its surroundings. We pay our respects to their Elders past, present and future.

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