NDIS homes on the street, hyper-accessible, zero-threshold, topped with sleek private pads that hover above the tree line.
Council says “green it up,” so we over-comply: vines spill, canopies knit, pocket gardens punch holes in the hardscape until the whole block feels like a walk-in greenhouse.
Paths meander (never march), weaving past herb beds, picnic decks and shady nooks where neighbours can bump into each other, or not.
Outcome? A living, breathing ecosystem where inclusivity meets intimacy and urban heat melts into a cool, shared back garden.