Lake Fairfield, Townsville, and Australia’s Kangaroo Meat Industry

Autumn darkness lifted into a late dawn muted by gentle rain. Wanting to explore with my camera, I worked indoors until mid-morning, and then, when the rain became sporadic drizzle, cycled into unknow...

Ross River Meatworks and Queensland’s Pineapple Industry

Tempted outdoors by fresh air and the dawn chorus, I cycled over the Bowen Road bridge and into Idalia, passing kookaburras perched silently on wires above the river, scanning the mudflats and river f...

Townsville Owls and a Golden Orb Web Spider

Silence, I have discovered, is a rare commodity in the tropical night. With the passing of the Wet, frog operas have ceased, and thus, the dark hours are starker, no longer vibrating with wild rain-wo...

Birdwings and Bettongs

When visiting the Melbourne Museum last month, I was mesmerized by the gorgeous butterfly displays. I stared longingly at brilliant green and black male birdwings and thought If only… This morning, ...