I've been very busy in the chookery (chicken farm) for three days now; it's harvest time and we're emptying the sheds. There's a very tiny part of me that says I am happy because after a hundred and twenty days I can finally have my three-day break! For four weeks now, I couldn't figure out what I have been feeling- whether this is burn out, depression, homesickness or love. I cannot blame myself for including love in my differential diagnosis because even Gabriel Garcia Marquez had eloquently associated love with cholera.
Anyhow, I have started to regret meeting and knowing someone in my life. But I don't want to ruin my three-day break from work with all these negative thoughts and feelings that I have had for almost thirty days. So despite the financial insufficiency that I am experiencing these days (see this is another worry), I still spared some pretty penny for my trip to Western Australia this coming weekend. Well, my trip is simple, I am just looking at exploring the city of Perth and visiting the moonscape-like place located 270 kilometres north of the city- The Pinnacles.
It was early this afternoon when I, at last, made up my mind for this trip so I rang the Flight Centre and booked a complete package. But I needed to go to the store and pick-up the documents; so I drove all the way to Elizabeth and hurriedly went back 'home' (or 'farm', I live in the farmhouse) to prepare the chicken sheds for the final catch this evening... and on my way home, it was almost sunset. Before I entered the town of Port Wakefield, I noticed the sea water flooding this tidal flat located just a few hundred metres outside the town centre. For me, the lighting was nice so I pulled over and took some photographs; this is the best, so far:
The phenomenon had really caught my attention because it was my first time to see the water this deep in this tidal flat, everytime I drove past the area before, it was always relatively dry. I hope you like this photo.