The view from Bayon

Standing on Bayon's upper terrace I survey the magnificence of the surrounding Angkor Tom, literally "Great City", who's majestic temples appear to be falling to an invading forest. Over my left shoulder a 4 meter tall stone face's gaze is turned to the east, so that each morning the serene smile is bathed by the sun.

The alien in your backyard

I wake early to a glorious day and hastily pack my rucksack for a spot of birding at my old haunt, The Moat. I have not visited since a gender…

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