Given the chance to be a bird, I would choose the incredible speed, agility, and grace of a swallow, preferably one of the species with a glistening blue-black back and long, forked tail. Australia...
Writing posts forwards and backwards in time, I realized that Vilis captured far more exquisite photos on our trip to the Alice Springs area than I can possibly include in the post dates corresponding...
In the thick heat of early morning, I briskly walked Townsville’s Ross River Parkway, my ears readjusting to the sounds of east coast dry tropics bird life, after having focused so intently on t...
In the cold freshness of the desert dawn, pied butcherbirds, white-plumed honeyeaters, and yellow-throated miners serenaded Vilis and me into wakefulness in the campground at Trephina Gorge. In the ni...