Given the chance to be a bird, I would choose the incredible speed, agility, and grace of a swallow, preferably one of the species with a glistening blue-black back and long, forked tail. Australia...
I saw my first pheasant coucal in January in Townsville, running along the top of a wooden, back-yard fence under an orange-flowering poinciana tree, its long tail like a wedding train behind it. Soon...
This morning I awoke with my head filled with images of my Nova Scotia flower beds, and of homegrown, organic fruits and vegetables harvested fresh from my gardens. Perhaps subconsciously inspired by ...
Early this morning beside a drying wetland in the Townsville development of Fairfield Waters, lawns and beds of wood-chips squirted frogs – hundreds, thousands, perhaps millions of frogs. At first, ...