See the Black Kite wheeling overhead while I navigated traffic that barely acknowledges bicycles exist. Melbourne cycling is in the crevices of a city that has tamed nature into landscaped swathes. In Darwin last week, I glimpsed a different dynamic, cowboys striving to subjugate a biosphere ready to strike back. What would two degrees of warming do to Darwin? Five degrees?
Happiness: 10 Years of Day-on-Day Obsession
