1. Sydney cranes; notice how often cranes are found in monogamous pairs.
2. A verandah in which I would NEVER set foot. Oh Sydney, you crazy darling.

A new crane, from Aotearoa; followed by a crane and a plane

I entered my name, and see they’ve taken liberties with 25 of my books and articles. Am tempted to expletives.

I have (some) respect for the Washington Post but this tin-eared attitude to abuse of a native animal really misses the mark. Dude, this is not performative ire; it’s protection of local wildlife from some attention-seeking “influencer”

Tonight I attended a brilliant lecture by Dist.Prof Phil Morgan of Cardiff U, specialist in autonomous vehicles; and came home to be shown the cartoon in this week’s New Scientist. Serendipity.
Shout out to my glorious colleagues in the Collaborative Robotics Lab at the University of Canberra.

The Hotel Morrison, which predates a prime minister who shares the name, and nonetheless includes a fiasco

Giralang writers

The things you see when walking around the ‘burbs

Willow organises the ducks into a welcome party for her cousins

Just three of the remarkable works of art (and two of the artists) at Raghurajpur, the heritage artist village in Ofisha