It was a week after our arrival in Australia that Vilis and I realized that the short, densely-foliaged trees forming tangled borders along the Ross River and Ross Creek, beside which we walked or ran...
In late morning, I cycled to Riverway Arts Centre in Pioneer Park, lured by the prospect of an exhibition of Environmental Art at the free-to-the-public Pinnacles Art Gallery. Feeling as though I’m ...
In mid-morning, I cycled to the Ross River Bush Gardens simply to feel my legs pedaling and see what was out in the world. I observed no new bird species, but contentedly listed my familiar avian acqu...
In the darkness before dawn, kookaburras guffawed a ribald greeting to the day, their wild laughter soon joined by the medodic questioning of pied currawongs. While breakfasting on hot, sweet porridge...