Fever Mosquitoes and Dusk on Castle Hill

In the lifting darkness of 5:30 a.m., my bicycle light cast a white beam onto the paved path beside the golf course as I rode south in the Ross River Parkway. Sprinklers on the golf course pushed long...

Notes on Idalia and the Ecology of the Simpson Desert

This morning had the feeling of a late summer morning in Nova Scotia, with crickets strumming their fore-wing violins slowly, and the smell of damp coolness in the air. Grey clouds washed with pink hu...

Red-bellied Black Snakes

The ambience of Townsville at 6:10 a.m. struck me as being muted – the muted “doodle-doos” of peaceful doves tucked against the receding night, the muted air still and thick with humidity, the m...

Oak Valley Reprise

Chased from the slopes above Oak Valley by drenching sheets of rain on January 30, Vilis and I returned to the nature reserve this morning and spent nearly 3 hours hiking its hills.  When we arrived ...