I’m an early riser. My alarm beeps into the darkness at 5 a.m. every morning, rain or shine. Vilis, however, is an evening person, so for him to rise at 5:30 a.m. two days in a row on the weekend wa...
Last evening, the Townsville mountains and hills painted clean, black shapes against a darkening sky washed with gold and orange by the setting sun. This morning, in the fresh light of blue sky and ea...
So often lately, I have felt driven. Driven to run, driven to cycle, driven to write. This morning, I set all that aside and simply walked and looked for birds. Around me, a sweetness pervaded ...
It’s a comforting thought that we sometimes need very little to inspire us to carry on. This morning, it was the calls of peaceful doves sounding like muted horns of a hundred sentinels announci...