Every so often, us bunker crew gets sent somewhere else. Today we were working up in the hills on a little pond by a Community Center, that had been a bit neglected. Its nice to have a change of scenery once in a while, especially when it comes with a view. Our main job was to trim and tidy the shrubs around the edge of the large, drained, concrete pond. We kept bumping into the wile life. The place was crawling with the smallest Frogs I have ever had the delight to meet. They were also very camera shy, took a few goes to get one to stay still enough for a photo. I think its a little Rattling Froglet. They are one of the few species that call through the day, and their call sounds like a metallic rattling noise. They also dont grow any larger then about 2.5cm in length. Wee little things. Then there were the fresh water crayfish (as the fisheries classify them). I think this one is a Gilgie. The claws arent thick and chunky enough for it to be a yabby (which are a pest in WA, they are native to NSW and SA and were introduced about 100 years ago in farm dams) or a Koonac. I dont think its a marron, but I am struggling to tell due to the ammount of muck the poor little guy is covered in.
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