Mob of kangaroos

Five minutes walk up the hill is a golf course. We had been told that the kangaroos take over as the light fades in the evening. The mob was in evidence when we arrived, but they were some way off:

The kangaroo to the left of the tree stands on his hind legs to pluck something off a branch.

We had nothing to entice them to come nearer.

C was on kitchen duty and cooked us a lovely dinner of salmon, rice and salad:

Early this morning we woke up to find a big change in the weather, very cloudy and windy with rain threatening. Spurred on by C’s example, I set off to walk to the beach: she ran 6 kms and I walked 4. At the beach, two big diggers were busy clearing away mounds of seaweed which had built up on the sand. After he saw me taking photos, one of the drivers jumped down to have a word. He must have thought I was part of an environmental protest; he told me half the population objects to the seaweed removal as it’s a natural part of the ecosystem. I was happy to see it go, as the shallows were full of it when we were swimming there yesterday.

This photo shows Seashells across the inlet where we normally stay in Mandurah.