It's that time of year again
The deep hole lagoon’s connection to Lakewood has been reduced to a small channel patrolled by kingfishers and egrets to the left of this shot
There must be around 100 small fish a minute following the flow in hope of a way out of this annual death trap
A little egret on the edge of deep hole lagoon catches a fish big enough to warrant walking onto the paperback. Forest floor to eat it
A blue winged kookaburra has a failed theft attempt and the egret fly off breakfast in mouth
A flock of 20 or so whistling ducks walk up onto the causeway and have a watchful rest
The mixed flock of assorted honey eaters chatter and forage and occasionally terrify the fish now thick in the water when we bathe.
Sunday there was a jabaru on patrol
What is already a good hunting ground will soon become the site of the annual feast
It will happen this week
Perhaps it happened today
Maybe it will happen on Saturday
We have guests for the week so i await to see the fate of Schrodinger's Fish as the sun rises on Saturday morning
In either universe there will be fish a plenty in the remnant lagoon and the water birds should be feasting
Alas my camera is AWAL and is yet to send a postcard of its whereabouts
its absence releases from my duties to it
hours slips by sitting in the hide just watching and mind wandering occasionally from these musings to my working life
but mostly i find myself in that state of emersion i have been so lucky to know since as a little boy i wandered in bushland and perched beside the creek in Taroona. i have brought many ideas back from these journeys and cultivated them until the bear fruit...
... and this is definitely the best cubby house i have made yet!