At 4:30 a.m., the tropical summer night featured stars sprinkled among wispy clouds tinted orange by Townsville’s lights, bush stone-curlews wailing, spangled drongoes squeaking, and black flying fo...
At 5:10 a.m. I set out cycling/birding, the sky brightening with the incipient sunrise. Curved palm leaves formed green, fringed screens erected against pale light. The Townsville summer dawn had a ta...
At 5:15 a.m., moisture glistened on Townsville lawns, and cloud vied with blue sky overhead. Cycling hard, I rode the Ross River Parkway, exchanging dawn greetings with other parkway users whom I mont...
At 5 a.m., daylight began tugging away at the blanket of darkness over Townsville, bringing with it clear skies and birdsong in an eclectic collection of voices that included the sweetly husky tremo...