This morning while I cycled in the Ross River Parkway, sleek, long-winged welcome swallows and richly-hued rainbow bee-eaters swooped and raced over the lawns, a long-tailed pheasant coucal flew to a ...
To escape the sultry heat of Townsville, where the daily maximum temperature seems to be stuck on 30°C and the UV index on Extreme, Vilis and I headed north and inland to the cool, shady, highland ra...
In clear sunlight and cool, upland air, grey-headed robins inspected Vilis’s and my campsite while we ate a hot porridge breakfast. Operatic chowchillas sang resonating melodies in the rainforest, a...
There’s something about the rainforests of Paluma that draws us back again and again. The wild tangles of vegetation. The vines that Vilis loves. The suite of birds so different from those of To...