This morning, a rising tide of corella voices lifted against the dawn as a I cycled past the golf club, my garage-sale bicycle granting me greater freedom to explore the river park. Cockatoos, corella...
This morning, when I began my running/walking at 5:35 a.m., city street lights still shone and the first cars were arriving at the golf club. I looked for bats flying east after their nightly foray fo...
The city of Townsville was quiet just before 6 a.m., the river beside me flowing serenely as I ran and walked the parkway from Railway Estates to the Townsville Golf Club. A kookaburra’s crazy laugh...
While Vilis and I drove to the Rental Managers to put a deposit down for the house we found yesterday, I noticed that Townsville looked so much more refreshed and attractive than it had on our arrival...