When I was a kid growing up in the Queensland Outback, my step-father at the time was a plant machinery operator, especially skilled with graders. Some school holidays, I'd go with him out to properties that he was working on. I'd sit in the cabin with him until it was time for me to put the billy on for lunch while he did a little more grading.
On one occasion, while collecting firewood in the scrub, I came across a sheep being eaten alive by ants. Alerting my step-father, he took the butchering knives he kept in the grader and killed the sheep, partly out of mercy, partly to take a leg which we cooked in the billy fire.
Nature... sometimes she's the Great Mother, sometimes the Destroyer, always both in ever shifting dynamic.
Examples of beauty include this sunset taken a week ago from our front gate, and plants at the Hall Point beach in Sulphur Creek.
An elderly local woman came by, walking her dog, and from her I learned that this unfortunate critter had been lying there, dead, for over a week. She and her husband saw it swimming in the bay about a month ago, about the same time that the local newspaper carried a story about three Orcas swimming out there. Not saying there's a connection. No obvious sign of Orca damage. Mind you though, if I just discovered I was swimming with Orcas... can Sea Lions have heart attacks?
Anyway, this local told me that she had tried several government environmental departments, but nobody was interested in dealing with it. I had a similar experience a while ago when I discovered a micro-bat in the house, and having seen online requests from some division or other of the Tas government to be informed because they wanted to study the micro-bats... think I could find anyone to take it?
Oh well, a little off course. My point is this: Nature is not a well manicured botanical garden. She's a well structured mess. We prefer life to death, Nature doesn't have a preference.
But WOW!!! A SEA LION.