Rain and the Northern Lights Film Festival

In early afternoon, I walked in the rain, thunder rumbling from within dense, pale cloud above. Schoolboys cycled furiously past me, squinting against the slanting downpour that covered the parkway pa...

The Human Scene Down Under

Bird song from the Rosslea streets was like musack filtering into our rental house, my mind subconsciously identifying the instruments in the avian orchestra. Even less focussed than yesterday due to ...

North to Daintree Village, North Queensland

At 6:15 a.m., beneath a blue sky touched with cloud clinging to the peaks of North Queensland coastal ranges, Vilis and I headed north from Townsville on the Bruce Highway, our destination Daintree Vi...

Castle Hill, Townsville: A Tribute

On January 1, two days after our arrival in this country, Vilis and I walked the road up Castle Hill, stepping over squashed cane toads, noting the grey, dessicated grasses and sparse tree cover of th...