This morning while I cycled in the Ross River Parkway, sleek, long-winged welcome swallows and richly-hued rainbow bee-eaters swooped and raced over the lawns, a long-tailed pheasant coucal flew to a ...
Oh, blessed freshness after the rain! Last evening’s wild storm – its black power like an invading enemy – has granted Townsville a reprieve from heat and scorching sun. This morning, lighte...
In the new light of 5:20 a.m., I strode toward the Sunrise Shopping Centre and its red metal Australia Post box to mail a pair of letters to Canada. Milky-blue, cumulus clouds billowed high to the s...
In still-dim light just past dawn, I cycled the parkway to Aplin’s Weir, revelling in my freedom of motion and in the chorus of birdsong awakening the city of Townsville. Magpie geese honked nas...