After rescuing fish a few days ago we have been back several times to check on the lagoon. Fortunately there were only about six larger fish floating dead, so we were relieved to have rescued most of them.
However the lagoon was thick with bird life, so we guessed there was still something for the birds to eat…. perhaps prawns?
The raptors were flying overhead, wanting their share of any bounty; although the trio of White-bellied Sea Eagles who were flying about quacking with excitement soon disappeared as they noticed us approaching through the bushland. The Whistling Kite is bolder, and stayed around, trying to scare the Great Egrets away. White-faced Herons joined the fray, and the Oystercatchers gathered to pick on beach treasures.
Wild seas have dumped a cliff of kelp along the beach, masses of cungevoi have washed ashore, and the seaweed in the lagoon is rotting, so we have a very rich aroma filtering into the house at present. I can just pretend we have used our seaweed brew on the garden plants, they love it!