As restless as the wild east wind that whipped palm fronds and splashed waves onto the sand of Rowe’s Bay, I prowled the beach and neighbouring Esplanade in search of birds, in search of a few h...
In steady rain, Vilis and I drove to Townsville’s Queens Gardens in early morning, the peak of Castle Hill shrouded in cloud above us. Entering the gardens at Gregory Street, we passed a coconut...
