It seemed a gentle afternoon, the sweet cries of a toddler in a playground blending with the serenity of the Ross River lying still and placid beneath its lily pads and edgings of water hyacinth. Clou...
The times, they are a-changing. Cool air swept over Townsville during the night, causing me to don a light jacket when I walked to the news outlet in early morn. By the time the clock advanced past no...
The squabbling screeches of feeding bats woke me in the dark of 5 a.m., at which time I also heard the wails of bush stone-curlews pealing out into the long mid-May night. An hour later, darkness lift...
This morning, while Vilis and Janis cycled the rough overgrown track along the base of the Many Peaks Range, I quickly checked out the Townsville Town Common Conservation Park wetlands, forest, and fr...