My recent walk to the river boat ramp offered the surprise of a new resident: a resurrected boat, muddied and somewhat askew, plainly pulled up from a watery depth greater than it was built to inhabit.
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From the mangrove edges the more usual resident ducks were heading out through the reflections and ripples, and creating their own silver trails.
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As they passed the salvaged boat I thought how much better adapted they were to this river, to water. It was crippled, useless to do aught but stay afloat: they belonged.
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There were actually four of these handsome ducks; I loved the way their reflections paddled with them, double hooked.
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I had expected the other inhabitants here to be solo, as was usual. My pelican was indeed the only one on the oyster stacks, but I later realised it had a companion– a shag?
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Not sure why I always see solo creatures so often — mirroring me? — but here was my solo seagull, and yes, standing on one leg…
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The sole watchful heron picked its delicate way through the exposed mangrove flats as it sought its tucker. And while I have seen more than one seagull or pelican elsewhere, I have not seen multiple herons.
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I have taken many photos of Dooragan reflected in the river at all times of day, but to see it reflected in watery mud was new.
As I am moving from here soon, I am relishing all glimpses of the many moods of the river and the mountain…
A pleasure to share what I see, Joyce.
Your photos are a treat. Thank you so much, Sharyn.