In still-dim light just past dawn, I cycled the parkway to Aplin’s Weir, revelling in my freedom of motion and in the chorus of birdsong awakening the city of Townsville. Magpie geese honked nas...
Yesterday, I was thrilled when I spotted three emus peacefully strolling over a grassy highway verge near Ravenswood in north Queenslad. However, as Vilis and I quietly walked alongside them at the ed...
Western Australia, Day 7 Townsville: In early morning, I again cycled to the Ross River Bush Gardens, curious as to whether the pair of tawny frogmouths would again be roosting in the she-oak where I ...
Western Australia, Day 2 Townsville: Cloud hung over the city, and cool winds buffeted the fronds of palms shading our yard. Beneath the palm canopies, my wee Aussie garden is gasping for sunshine. Th...