This evening, as the light of day withdrew, an Australian magpie sang its mournful carol, bush stone-curlews wailed their despairing cries on the golf course, and flocks of little corellas nagged and ...
At dawn, moisture dripped onto our tent in a campground in the village of Eungella beyond the borders of Eungella National Park. Not rain, the drips spilled from tree leaves above, fallen accumulation...
