Western Australian beaches look nothing like this.
The beaches I grew up beside were also full of salt bushes and sandy loam, stunted, windblown shrubs and salt.
But they weren’t pretty and manicured–not at all.
I only have the one photo here, but you should check out all the other photos you can find in a Google Image Search — the park is just stunning, and 180 degrees different from, say, an English garden, or the gardens at Versailles, or the average Australian beach, either.
I must work this place into a story, somewhere….