Inspired by the same-named Beatles classic, this blog describes an ordinary day in my awesome life. Even though ‘The Fab Four’ were singing about a typical day in busy London, my morning routine is slightly different. I just can’t believe how lucky I am sometimes. But is it really luck or do I appreciate the simple things in life a bit more? It is the little things in life, that gives me so much pleasure. Life is not all about materialistic and expensive things. My life is about the simplicity and virtue of nature in itself, just like it did this particular morning.
The kookaburra alarm went off at early morning first light.
They just wouldn’t stop calling me to get out of bed. ‘This is a fabulous morning!’ it sounded like.
It may have been payback too if they are the same kookaburras that dropped in yesterday afternoon. Literally. It was a day of relieving rain after months of drought and bushfires. This welcoming downpour had people singing and dancing in the rain. Those simple things in life!
The kookaburras have spent time in the shower as well and landed on the washing line. I couldn’t stop laughing at them. Kookaburras on a washing line to dry off?
The way they presented themselves, absolutely saturated on the washing line was beyond hysterical.
Their feathers stood out like spikes.
They turned in to drenched fluff balls.
I did feel for them though as they were cold and hungry. Poor buggers.
These three birds seemed a bit perplex and not sure about what to do.
The young one may have never encountered rain in his young life.
But one can never tell by their facial expressions.
It was a glorious morning in Evans Head, there was a hint of excitement in the air. The rain stimulated flora and fauna, it felt riveting. I just couldn’t resist following these kookaburras for exploration with my camera in hand. They led me to the northern break-wall of the Evans River. It was calm and peaceful at the river mouth. I sat down to watch the sunrise to emerge myself in tranquillity. A pod of Dolphins were a few hundred meters out on the ocean, which is always wonderful to watch.
The sun slowly emerged behind distant clouds, what a fabulous way to start any day.
The kookaburras presented themselves on the warning sign for boaties. There wasn’t much chance of danger here today. The cooler early morning air added depth on colours reflected by early sun rays.
The kookaburras were dry again and scanned the beach for breakfast. Or anywhere else. Kookaburras are not known to be fuzzy eaters. Sitting high up on this signpost gave me an unexpected underbody view on their appearance. The dolphins meanwhile made their way into the river and were chasing baitfish right in front of me. My lens pointed straight into the glaring sunshine reflecting off the water surface. I needed to change my photographic angle.
I cycled over the bridge to get to the southern break-wall of the river mouth. Pelicans sat up high on lamp posts, grooming their feathers in blue skies. That left me in a wee pickle, Pelicans or dolphins? What to do, what to do? I made the dolphins my focus point priority for now and get to these pelicans later. Photography can be quiet stressful at times.
Another flock of pelicans nestled themselves along the low tide river sandbanks.
The reflections on mirror-like waters were absolutely mind-blowing.
The photos of the dolphins didn’t turn out any different from this side of the river. It’s still a privilege to see these playful creatures in their natural habitat up-close and personal. This particular dolphin is well known by locals and easily recognised by his scared fin.
Pelicans have always intrigued me, there is just something bizarre about them.
These lamp posts are a favourite hangout spot for pelicans.
They just don’t give a shite.
But this morning was all about colours. The deep blue sky is the perfect backdrop colour for these birds.
The dominant black and white feathers threw shadows over the gown.
The combination of saturated early morning sun rays on sky blue backdrop deepened their big yellow eyes.
Those eyes don’t miss much.
I was a little surprised about how colourful and streamlined a pelican’s beak is.
Black shadows line the beak to a bronze finish at the hook.
The highly flexible gular sack peaks in pink. Photography is all about colour and light. Just as important for a great photo is the camera angle, which changes light and composition.
I was standing on a conspicuous angle underneath the light poles.
It put me at risk to be pooped on. Luckily that didn’t happen.
I took close to 500 photos this morning within a few hours. I like the surprise factor when I set off with my camera. Not knowing what my focal point will be until it presents itself in front of my lens.