Western Australia, Day 10 Townsville: A wedding party stood beneath the majestic rain trees at the corner of the Townsville Golf Club in late afternoon. The white-clad bride and her groom were small, ...
In late afternoon, slanted rays of sun turned trunks of gums to grey silk, their leaves tattered olive. The curving fronds of palms were slivered emerald washed with gold. Warm air danced with cool, s...
In early afternoon, unexpected rain pounded down onto Rosslea, leaving dark, moist soil, damp pavement, and curbside strips of water in its wake. I walked after the rain ceased, sucking in lungfuls of...
In early morning, I sped into and through Bicentennial Park on my bike as though chased by some dark pursuer. Time, perhaps. Each day in this country races by, our days in Australia already totalling ...