Year in, and year out, boats sit at their moorings, rising and falling, or turning with each change of the tide, on the Myall River at Teagardens.
Pelicans perch on poles, parade on the broken dock, and across the river boats seem more likely to be boarded by seagulls than their owners.
Perches for pelicans
Near the police station a tumble down houseboat that could claim to be the local Post Office floats alongside a dock. Sea mail goes very slowly these days, especially if you are expecting a delivery from Mayday Rd.
Along the waterfront, towards the Singing Bridge, craft that are used more frequently are tethered. In their midst is the old boat shed that now serves as a cafe. The years pass by, and life is measured as much by tides as by coffee spoons.
Towards the Singing Bridge
Over the last three years…
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