I’ve just returned from Bunbury. If there is no traffic, the drive there is a steady two hours on a straight freeway that becomes a major highway to the South West. Monotonous if one perceives that to be. Not me. I know what awaits me there. 
I got to Bunbury just moments before the sun slipped into the Indian Ocean. A moment of pause for me and others too it would seem.
This morning I was up early and headed to Big Swamp where the bottlebrush is blooming.
Among the reedy grass I caught a glimpse of a swamp hen chick, not yet purple, blue and red.
The Welcome Swallow chick was a delightful ball of fluffy feathers. It is so new, it didn’t know fear of me.
There were chicks every where making a silent call for food.
A young New Holland honeyeater obliged with a moment of stillness.
Then came the Splendid Blue Fairy Wren, in his gorgeous feathers of blue.
After a frantic game of chase, he rested with his mate.
On the other side of the boardwalk, the big cormorant ignored my presence. I’ve not seen this type of cormorant here before. It sat on the branch for the whole of two hours I was there. Probably still there!
I spend a couple of hours here each time I visit Bunbury. Even the regular walkers now know me by face and update me on what’s new in the wetlands.
As the late Duchess of Windsor purportedly said, home is where the heart is, so this morning, home was here.
Until next time
As always
a dawn bird
A Shared Space 
I love your bird photos, dawn bird. Sounds like you are practically a local in Bunbury. 🙂
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Thank you. I enjoyed taking the pics. I’m looking at real estate there … for when I retire. Now there’s a new word!
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Haha. It looks like a wonderful spot.
I look at real estate online in Albany from time to time. I lived there when I was 4! The lady who lived across the road from us introduced me to Blinky Bill and Snugglepot and Cuddlepie. Funny what sticks.
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Did you really?! I love Albany and the surrounds. Lovely children’s books!
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My parents were on a working holiday travelling around Australia. My sister was born there.
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Tim Winton spent some of his childhood in Albany and wrote about it in one of his books. Boy Behind the Curtain I think from memory.
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I heard him speaking about that book on the radio. He told the story of how he used to play with his father’s pistol. His father was a copper. This was all unbeknownst to his father of course.
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That’s the book. Some parts are quite hilarious! I love his work.
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What a lovely place to spend a few hours. The true-blue fairy wren is astonishing!
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It is one of my favourite places to visit. Secretly, I go there for the fairy wrens but they are shy and their presence is fleeting. This pair seemed young, playful and happy to be in the open. I was there for two hours and my smile lasted longer!
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Next time I’ll put the kettle on, My heart is currently in Bunbury 🙂 Enjoyed the post.
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I could have done with a cuppa! Thank you. Thank you for visiting again.
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Pleasure
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