This morning, with the sun teasing me into cycling farther and farther into Bicentennial Park, I visited the great bowerbird avenue bower I first found in January and paused twice to photograph ibises...
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...
Like a loud blast of good rock music, the raunchy, penetrating guffaws of laughing kookaburras enticed me outdoors into a new autumn morn. I tucked a camera into my pocket and slung my binoculars arou...
In early morning, piles of freshly chipped bark mulch lay steaming in the cool air of Anderson Park Botanical Gardens. Dew spread silver moisture over the park’s spacious lawns decorated with gr...