While I’ve been away, there has been a great deal of rain, and the swamp that this dirt road aims to bisect is reasserting itself.
Of course the swollen swamp needs to flow across the road, and has succeeded in closing that road while the water follows its natural course.
The road leads to the beach, so my feet are wet before I get there, but what a lovely set of early morning reflections!
The sun is already up when I reach the sandhills… and a 4WD has already despoiled the night’s tide marks on the sand.
This beach rarely has shells washed up, and it is only in a small stretch that today I see them scattered like tiny treasures for me to find.
Walking home, wading through the reasserted swamp, I see two trees are newly flowering since I was away. This small wattle (Acacia suaveolens) has blossoms of a pretty creamy white, not the yellow we are used to. It is one of the earliest flowering wattles.
Equally sparkling white are the flowers of this Broad-leaved Paperbark tree, Melaleuca quinquinervia, common on this stretch. Being a swamp dweller, it does not mind wet feet.