After a brief, pre-dawn greeting of the tropical day in Townsville, I jumped into focused, highspeed packing and house cleaning in preparation for Vilis’s and my departure from Australia four da...
In cool air under cloudy skies, I set out early to explore Canberra, strolling past galahs that perched like pink and grey blossoms above deep red roses in a mini-park, and then on to Sullivan’s...
Again last evening, the sound of steady rain lulled me to sleep, as did soothing melodies sung by frogs ensconced in our yard. I’ve identified only three frog species – green tree frog, orna...
At 5:30 a.m., with the tropical dawn chorus in full swing, Vilis and I crawled out of our sleeping bags, enticed by the two-hour cruise of the Daintree River awaiting us. A pheasant coucal added its v...