Stories

Deb Little

Maybe it was true, as I had heard, that the thickish Optus wire provided a means of travel for Ring-tail possums.

Tiago Miranda

Then, in the blink of an eye, a noisy miner glides in and uses its beak to tear the moth down to the ground.

Yaela Golumbic

Shortly after we embarked on our exploration mission, we spotted the offender. A cute, furry, grass-eating wombat.

Thamara Sumanasekara

The sight of a butcherbird collecting sticks and twigs caught my eye one of these mornings, and I soon saw the home she had been building.

Dan Robinson

I was fixated in a kind of horror; it was remarkably gruesome for such a miniature scene.

Zoë Sadokierski

In defiance, or perhaps thanks, it’s grown back with a vengeance. A family of nesting miner birds twit incessantly somewhere in there.

Xuemeng Wang

During my walks around London, I would often see chestnuts on the ground, or, rather, what was leftover, because someone had arrived before me.

Paul Hadley

At not much more than twenty metres away, the sight and sound of two huge birds flapping noisily ... was enough to shock even us.