Aussie Avian Portraits II

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 ...

River Morning and Eastern Brown Snakes

Morning dew lay like silver velvet on lawns and the river meadows of the Annandale Wetlands as I cycled the parkway just after sunrise, evading the later heat promised by clear skies. I wasn’t t...

To Eungella National Park, Queensland

From an hour past dawn until near dusk, Vilis and I drove the Bruce Highway, that long coastal road tracing the eastern shore of the state of Queensland. Near Bundaberg, the coastal plain supported a ...

On Twitching

I am very myopic, but yesterday morning I went walking in the Ross River Parkway without  my glasses. Why? Because I was, quite truthfully, tired of looking for birds. In particular, I was tired of l...