Thinking Ahead to Tassie

In the golden light of early morning, I ran and walked beside a river turned to amethyst and next to the lush green of the golf club, wherein plumed whistling ducks and little corellas called greeting...

Cape Pallarenda Conservation Park, Townsville

A black kite winged over the river park as I ran and walked in early morning, its feathered strokes slow and powerful, its dark tail forked. In a shallow pool of rainwater nudging the path, a slender,...

Impressions of Townsville

On my morning run/walk, poinciana flowers were drenched flames strewn across dark pavement, and a black lab romped through pools of water adjacent to the path, enjoying the residue of last night’s d...

Stingers, Crocs, Tree Ants, and Mozzies

At 5:30 a.m., while I sat on the toilet, a 15-centimetre-long pale green gecko clung to a vertical wall beyond the open door of the loo. The soft-skinned reptile’s toes were splayed wide, its tail a...