Someone has a wicked sense of humour by placing a cement crocodile head in the dried out Mussel Pool. I found it immensely funny. Crocodiles are found in the far north of the state, yet not this far south. I do wonder how many people got a fright when they gazed out over the mud, until they realised the head had no body.
With still no rain most water bodies are low, this one though is practically empty in most parts. Hopefully the rains will begin soon.
Whiteman Park a conservation area, which protects the likes of brush tail possums, quendas, western grey kangaroos, frogs and snake necked turtles. Obviously there are many reptiles and insects that are also protected in the area.
The understory had begun to flourish again now that the heat of summer has gone. It's also an indicator that below ground this wetland in healthy. I was attracted to vibrant lichen on the bark of several of the paperbark trees.
I took the path through the trees to the Healing Place, a community space designed for people to sit and reflect under the open sky.
It's a beautiful construction, and very inviting.
I do prefer sitting on the earth, here though I do stop and pause gazing skyward.
I then took off in a different direction and came across many interesting trees. One in particular was very special, as I circled around her I tuned into her vibrate energy. I hadn't walked this way before, I will in the future though.
Heading back to my car I went back to Mussel Pool and stopped to watch a magpie hunting for insects. Strolling on from there a quenda hopped out of the bushes and happily foraged in front of me oblivious to my presence.
Even though a large colony of quenda live in my garden I still stopped to enjoy this moment...
