In mid-morning, beneath a mix of sun and cloud, Vilis, Janis, and I drove west from Townsville toward Herveys Range, a span of steep-sided hills rearing up and blocking inland grazing lands from the c...
In early morning, piles of freshly chipped bark mulch lay steaming in the cool air of Anderson Park Botanical Gardens. Dew spread silver moisture over the park’s spacious lawns decorated with gr...
Within Palmetum Park, a pair of peaceful doves pecked at the ground near the bench on which I sat making notes. I had come seeking birds and butterflies, and the doves were most obliging. Eyeing me wa...
In early morning, I sped into and through Bicentennial Park on my bike as though chased by some dark pursuer. Time, perhaps. Each day in this country races by, our days in Australia already totalling ...