"You missed my Christmas music concert," I called jokingly when the door lock clattered in the other room. I'd taken advantage of my Laddie's absence at a softball game to bang out some carols on the keyboard, sans headphones. Although I still found it hard to muster much holiday spirit in summertime, this year I... Continue Reading →
Interspecies Travel: A Wide-Eyed Wander in the Wetlands
Halting on the red dirt trail, I squinted against the brightening sky. It had been overcast when I left on my Saturday long run, but now sunshine leaked through the dawn clouds. I should have brought my sunglasses! Or, having completed my mileage, I could switch to an entirely different type of lens. After a... Continue Reading →
Peek-a-Boobook: Encountering Australia’s Smallest Owl
I am solar-powered. Dawn’s first glow draws me out of bed. I’ll run tirelessly while our central star traverses the sky, but my energy lowers with the light. Once darkness falls, my body goes into rest mode. It’s a physiological response I’ve never been able to reprogram (a brief stint on nightshift made me so physically... Continue Reading →
The Stormbird’s Warning: Where Cuckoos and Climate Collide
Ko-wellll! Distinctive notes shimmer through the sleepy summer trees. Grabbing my hat and camera, I call to my laddie: “I’m going on koel patrol!” Despite my regular surveillance, I still haven’t managed a good picture of the pacific koel, an oceanic member of the cuckoo family. Their calls lead me on fruitless expeditions through the... Continue Reading →
Eurobodalla Encounters, Pt I: Dinosaurs in Dalmeny
Many Australians take beach holidays between Christmas and the new year. My Laddie and I, preferring to beat the crowds, took our coastal trip in late November instead. If you’re an Aussie prudently forgoing holiday travel during the latest COVID outbreak, or a Northern Hemisphere reader seeking a little sea and sunshine to brighten dark... Continue Reading →
Blood and Blooms: A Goshawk’s Garden Gauntlet
My afternoon with a nankeen kestrel family seemed like the most intimate wild-raptor encounter a wildlife photographer could hope for. But that’s the incredible thing about nature: it likes to surprise you, especially in biomes you foolishly think you've mastered. Last weekend I joined other lens-toting pilgrims at the botanical gardens on quest for a... Continue Reading →