A crescent moon greeted me as I cycled away from home in the darkness of 5:30 a.m. The air was refreshingly cool after rain overnight, with the mellow sounds of crickets and awakening birds unexpected...
Thunder rumbled overhead, and Mount Stuart was capped by leaden clouds when Vilis and I arrived at Ross Park at 1:45 p.m. A few minutes later, the tour operators for our Lake Ross cruise drove up. The...
While darkness still lingered beneath trees, I cycled away from the house and into the open twilight of streets and the river park. The river was quiet, withdrawn from shores it had flooded so deeply ...
At 6:45 a.m., when I entered the Anderson Park Botanical Gardens, I was greeted by a view of massive clumps of bamboo and a stately row of palms which led my eyes to a curving pond. Pacific black duck...