A town called Carnarvon

A town famous for its mile-long jetty, where husband fished every night
…with considerable success…
…in a land where ants build nests with coin-slot entrance
Lots of birdwatching opportunities – here, Black-winged Stilts
Where trees lean to tell you which way the wind blows…
Where there are some lovely old buildings…
 But where the town centre was mostly draped in building-site adornments
….like this. Why would they do this in tourist school holiday season?
Delightful only homes built for the sub-tropical heat and rains…
…a town where the Gascoyne River meets the sea
…and the falcons are everywhere, even in the centre of town
…a town famous for its bananas

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