We spent Easter on beautiful Heron Island, home to a variety of birds (no herons) and a green sea turtle nesting ground.

In the early 20th century also home to a turtle cannery, thankfully now a resort and University of Queensland research station.

Did I mention the birds? Bring a spare shirt.

That’s a wrap. The Micro.blog March Photoblogging Challenge was a blast.

I’ve collected all my posts for posterity or you can peruse everyone’s photos.

#Practice, Day 31.

I see the end…

#Mirror, Day 30.

Reflecting on the day.

#Slice, Day 29.

A closer look at temptation.

#Prompt, Day 28.

Ringo’s morning message…

#Support, Day 27.

The local flying fox colony doing what they do.

#Instrument, Day 26.

Still my favourite.

#Spice, Day 25.

This one didn’t really work…

I was going for Martian sunrise over cayenne pepper, but trying to shoot macro with a phone through a small glass bottle gave rise to some spicy language instead.

#Court, Day 24.

Street art at the local handball court.

#Chance, Day 23.

Last time I was in Sicily, Stromboli erupted the day after we moved from Lipari to Favignana.

#Insect, Day 22.

Comin’ in hot.

#Tiny, Day 21.

The tiny details of everyday objects…

Gwoya Tjungurrayi was a Warlpiri man and survivor of the Coniston Massacre, the last documented massacre of Aboriginal people in Australia.

#Houseplant, Day 20.

Finished reading: The Caledonian Gambit by Dan Moren 📚

#Analog, Day 19.

Warming up my old Gibson Super Goldtone.

#Portico, Day 18.

#Early, Day 17.

#Road, Day 16.

We’re on a road to nowhere.

#Patience, Day 15.

#Horizon, Day 14.

Shorncliffe Pier, the largest timber pier in Brisbane, has been here in one form or another since 1879. It was last refurbished in 2016.

I like to work here occasionally.

#Connection, Day 13.

These old masks from Papua New Guinea once adorned the walls at my grandparents’ house in Cairns. They remind me of childhood and rain.

#Shiny, Day 12.

#Gimcrack, Day 11.

I’d never heard of “gimcrack” before, but my family has its own word for “knick knack”, made up by my Nan when she was young.

Doogie.

Think Boogie Woogie like The Andrews Sisters.

I’m not sure they’re 100% analogous, but it made me smile to think of my Nan.

#Ritual, Day 10.

We all have our rituals.

#Together, Day 9.

Frequent visitors to Point Lookout on North Stradbroke Island.

Minjerribah, the traditional name of the island, is home to the Nunukul and Gorenpul clans of the Quandamooka people.

#Walk, Day 8.

Stay on the path…

#Whole, Day 7.

Ringo’s favourite victim is poor old Jack here. I’m afraid nothing could make him whole.

#Engineering, Day 6.

Wandering along Sandgate Beach, Warra to the Turrbal people. I love the patterns engineered by the tides.

#Tile, Day 5.

I’m used to tiling textures, instead I found some textured tiling.

#Zip, Day 4.

The three most important zips in my repertoire.

#Solitude, Day 3.

I wanted a picture of Ringo wistfully gazing out the window, but he wasn’t being cooperative. 😼