In mid-morning, Vilis and I drove to Mount Stuart, that rearing rampart of pink, north-facing cliffs and steep slopes bristling with savannah woodland that forms an impressive backdrop for James Cook ...
After breakfast, I briefly walked alongside the golf course, where the silver velour of dew lay draped over the greens. The morning chorus of rainbow lorikeets, laughing kookaburras, masked lapwings, ...
In mid-afternoon, with winter sun pouring down onto Townsville, I cycled to James Cook University to observe a competition featuring 3-minute research presentations. The competitors represented both s...
In late afternoon, a flock of straw-necked ibises and a single Australian white ibis foraged on the golf course. The club’s grass is still sodden from heavy rains two days ago that fell in fits ...