In mid-morning, beneath a mix of sun and cloud, Vilis, Janis, and I drove west from Townsville toward Herveys Range, a span of steep-sided hills rearing up and blocking inland grazing lands from the c...
In late afternoon, the Ross River ran blue and full, its surface flecked with small waves whipped up by wind, the incoming tide pushing a blend of salt and fresh water upstream through Bicentennial Pa...
It seemed a gentle afternoon, the sweet cries of a toddler in a playground blending with the serenity of the Ross River lying still and placid beneath its lily pads and edgings of water hyacinth. Clou...
In late afternoon, cloud like purple cotton batten painted a soft backdrop for flaring palm fronds and soaring rain trees. A myna chirped and muttered from an overhead wire, while a yellow-throated mi...