Okay, only metaphorically our backyard… but we got there on foot in less than ninety minutes, and that’s at child pace. In my own garden, the cut the critters take makes me want to weep. It’s a lot more fun watching the surplus of Waratah Bay feeding the locals.
A crab-eating goanna was a first for me.
Even a bunch of yelling kids couldn’t drive this white-faced heron from a great seafood buffet.
No pics of the circling white-bellied sea eagle, but you’ll be pleased to know, it too caught a fish.