Thoughts on Spring Equinox in Oz

This morning, I ran in the dimness before good light, the pavement damp from rain, the air thick with humidity, the Australian dawn chorus strong with voices of figbirds, oriole, magpies, and lorikeet...

Alice in the Rain

In the darkness before dawn, rain like none Vilis and I had heard since the depths of the Wet pounded down onto the metal roof of our rental house. In first light, I saw flooded raised beds and patios...

Preparing for Alice Springs

Still pimpled with red bites in less than convenient places from our Wet Tropics backpacking trip on Hinchinbrook Island, Vilis and I cast our thoughts ahead to desert country and Alice Springs. Earli...

Cycads

Until I began exploring Australia, cycads were mysterious plants that grew only in exotic places and belonged to the age of the dinosaurs. However, here in Oz, they’re planted in gardens and gro...