Mount Louisa, Townsville

Last evening, the Townsville mountains and hills painted clean, black shapes against a darkening sky washed with gold and orange by the setting sun. This morning, in the fresh light of blue sky and ea...

The Nectar Connection

  So often lately, I have felt driven. Driven to run, driven to cycle, driven to write. This morning, I set all that aside and simply walked and looked for birds. Around me, a sweetness pervaded ...

Australia’s Threatened Frogs

It’s a comforting thought that we sometimes need very little to inspire us to carry on. This morning, it was the calls of peaceful doves sounding like muted horns of a hundred sentinels announci...

Images from Railway Estate, Townsville

There is, I have decided, no one term to describe Railway Estate that immediately paints a clear picture of the Townsville suburb in which Vilis and I lived for our first three weeks in Townsville. I ...