The first breath of Wombat Park is resin. It rises sharp and clear from the Monterey pines, needles sway in the golden hush. To walk the elm driveway, eighty-nine heritage-listed trees, is to enter another century. Green arches above, spring paddocks beyond. Here the air folds with memory: William Edward Stanbridge’s plantings in the 1850s, Florence Cox’s Arts and Crafts house in 1910, the persistence of rare species whose roots outlive the hands that sow them.

Daylesford, in the Goldfields, was once a town of fevered picks and sudden fortunes; now it is famous for its mineral springs. But Wombat Park has inherited another kind of wealth. On 250 acres, Stanbridge planted a botanic treasury of oaks, elms, beeches, walnuts, Himalayan cedars, an arboretum that would earn the praise of the Daylesford Advocate in 1885 as “superior to any that can be seen in any private or public garden in Victoria.” The paths he edged with quartz still glint in the soil; the box hedges, once carefully clipped, still define their lines.

The house, designed in 1910 by Rodney Alsop, an Arts and Crafts masterpiece, stands like punctuation in the landscape. Its timber interiors, wrought fittings, fretwork and light, embody the tactile spirit of the movement. Gardens by Taylor & Sangster frame the dwelling with teardrop lawns, croquet greens, orchards, and borders, a choreography of openness and enclosure.But the most arresting truths lie in the peculiarities.
The anchor plant, Colletia Cruciata, thrives here like a barbed paradox, its stems sharpened into cruciform spines, its blossoms fragrant yet guarded. It stands as if conjured from allegory: pain flowering into sweetness, thorn guarding bloom.

Nearby, the Mexican nut pine leans into history; scruffy, crowd-bound, singular. The only one of its kind in Australia, it exhales a resinous scent as if to insist on its place. Cones scatter beneath.

The Australian native frangipani rises upright, blossoms shifting from white to apricot, releasing a fragrance that carries memory of tropical kin yet stands firmly against Victorian frost. Its scent is a promise of warmth in a land where winter gnaws at bark and bone.

And then, the Wollemi pines: a living fossil thought lost to time until the 1990s, now planted here as if the estate were chosen to bear its glory. Its fern-like fronds and dark bark, the texture of bubbling chocolate, speak of ages before human memory. To stand near it is to sense the weight of aeons, compressed into one tree.

The Monterey pines, maligned as weeds in their adopted country, reach skyward as cathedrals. Thirty-five meters and more, their trunks plated thick as armour, their canopies vaulting light into sanctuaries of resin. In California they are stunted, windswept, endangered; here they achieve magnificence, perhaps the largest on earth.

And the Lawson’s cypress, layering itself into eternity; branches falling to earth, rooting, then rising again. What began as one trunk has become a ring of many, a self-perpetuating family, a circle of continuity that refuses finality.

Everywhere, rare specimens hold their own stories: Himalayan spruces, Holm oaks with artist’s conks hidden in their seed, camellias tracing lineage back to vanished houses. Each plant feels like an emissary from another world, carrying its strangeness into this soil, reshaping what an Australian garden might mean.

Wombat Park has known only three families in nearly two centuries; the Stanbridges, the Mackenzies and today, Tony De Marco and Theresa Albioli hold the estate. They open its gates not just as garden, but as memory made tangible, where visitors can share and wander beneath elms, breathe the mingled scent of pine, camellia, resin, and earth, and feel time itself folding like a petal.

At dusk, the Arts and Crafts house glows, the elm shadows stretch across gravel, and the sheep move slowly through the paddocks. Resin, blossom, thorn, fruit: The fragrances linger. Nature hurls its chorus in surround sound. And the trees; vast, unhurried, unspeaking, remind you that beauty here is never easy, never neat, but eternal.

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Open Garden Weekend
Saturday 25th & Sunday 26th October 2025 10am – 4pm each day

$30 pp, children under 10 yrs free
Avoid queues on the day by pre purchasing tickets via
wombatparkestate.com.au/our-events

Tickets also available at the gate. No dogs allowed

STORY BY MAHMOOD FAZAL
PHOTOS BY MARNIE HAWSON