My camera was looking at me. It was in its bag on the floor of the car - now sandy and in need of a vacuum after taking on a passenger a couple of days ago. My camera wanted to get out, I think, so on the way to get petrol, I deviated and went to the beach. I did not know if it was high or low tide - that is until I arrived. It was a rather gloomy day, with the skies dark and warning of a storm on the horizon. Far away at this point, but the weather bureau had issued warnings. I was the only person at the beachfront, and I didn't stay long. The light was not good. I would check another site to play with my camera. Though as I left I checked the nests. Every year a family of tiny birds, some sort of swift I think, nests above the light in the beach shelter. The nest is there, and I suspect the eggs are too. I saw the tiny mother (or was it father?) a short distance away, watching me with a little suspicion. It was not in danger!
A short drive away, and I was on the banks of the Caboolture River. Sadly it is quite silted at the mouth, but still many boats manage to travel to and from Moreton Bay - no doubt on high tide. There seem to be more boats in the river at the moment, and some are high and dry.
A beautiful bird at the end of the jetty - surveying the scenery!