I snuck out of town for a couple of days last weekend to visit a very good friend who has just moved to Tassie. She's swapped the congestion of inner city Melbourne for acreage near Deloraine in the Central Western Tiers. It's a little piece of paradise.
She woke me early on the first morning to let me know the platypus was swimming in the dam. Half asleep, I threw on a jumper over my pjs and rushed out the door. Luckily the platypus was still there and it didn't seem to mind our quiet voices marvelling as it swam around the dam, diving below the surface and disappearing behind the half submerged tree branch or nosing along the bank.
Apparently it was a different platypus to the one that had spent the day in their dam about a week before. Which means there are two platypuses (at least) in their area. Amazing.
I've never seen a platypus in the wild before and it was incredible how unafraid and unconcerned it was with our presence. I'm now filled with questions. What do they eat? Where do they live? How far do they travel? They usually come out at night so why was this one and the other out during the day?
Mostly thought, I feel gratitude for this incredible gift and a sense of wonder.