This morning, the hunt was on. A great bowerbird slowly swallowed a spider with a distended, grey abdomen. A white-bellied cuckoo-shrike devoured one insect and immediately flew into an adjacent tree ...
Townsville: Warm wind rustled palm fronds in our yard and blew dead fronds slithering down onto the ground where they landed with resounding thuds. It seemed a harbinger of something new, some change ...
Western Australia, Day 20 Townsville: Cold wind buffeted my bare limbs as I walked quickly into Idalia via the Bowen Road bridge and Ross River Parkway. From the bridge, the sun painted stark images o...
Western Australia, Day 19 Townsville: Many times I’ve walked alongside the Ross River and been disappointed at its dearth of water birds on the river section that runs through Bicentennial Park. Not...