Andrew Hede
remote desert camp stars down to the horizon all the way around I’m awed not by twinkling lights but by infinite darkness Great Sandy Desert, WA
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Sea Eagles
by ANDREW HEDE She sits alone on a cliff-top staring at the ships and the surfers, meandering in her inner world. An eagle rises slowly on an updraft, scans her with expressionless eyes and slips into her consciousness. Initially, she…
Bushwalks
by ANDREW HEDE wet rainforest my field of vision filled with a mass of varied green hues as my busy mind is calmed I notice a movement crimson rosellas black cockatoos shriek ebulliently through scribbly gums as I sit exhausted…