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 ...
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 ...
