A brief downpour awakened me in early morning’s darkness, its thrumming on the metal roof persistent, yet somehow comforting. A few minutes later, my 5 a.m. alarm rang, jolting me into groggy ac...
In the darkness of 5 a.m., Vilis and I rose from our bed, packed gear for an outing, and drove north from Townsville on the Bruce Highway, our destination the cassowary hotspot centred on Mission Beac...
Got him! This morning, while birding in Idalia, I photographed a male great bowerbird at his avenue bower. Surprisingly accommodating (considering how many times I’ve unsuccessfully attempted to...
In the fresh air past dawn I strode the parkway path into Bicentennial Park, chasing birds and fitness while the sun washed away grey light with its golden, cloud-sieved rays. Figbirds plucked berries...