This morning, I took on the role of cyclist support, agreeing to drive up Mount Stuart a half hour after Vilis began his cycling ascent, in order to retrieve him at the top, bottom, or at whatever poi...
Yesterday afternoon, the sky fairly roiled with brooding unpredictability while parkway birds fed, courted, and squabbled frenetically. I expected rain in the night, which we received, but not in the ...
In early afternoon, our yard was lit with the electric-blue of Ulysses swallowtails winging erratically among rustling palm leaves. Never have I managed to photograph one of these exquisite lepidopt...
In 1872, during the construction of the Overland Telegraph Line in the central Northern Territory, John Lewis wrote of the presence of rounded granite boulders of astonishing size and arrrangement, wh...