I walk downriver from Joondalup Point Walter towards Jennalup Blackwall Reach along the shoreline on a relatively low tide. Koorodoor the egret is there all white in the morning light, Pacific black ducks, koordjikit the black cormorant, kakak to small pied cormorant with a small fish—djilba bream?—in his mouth. Two osprey fly high above, while another perches on a riverside dead tree branch, which becomes eye-level when I take the path up; hIs feathers are all ruffled, and his eyeline stands out brown against the white of his head and chest. There is plant life in the area that burned a couple of years back, including many healthy-looking balga grasstrees. The wind is offshore for here, no clouds. So much limestone, and so much depth to the water below.