Arnhem's Kaleidoscope Children

It was hot with stillness in the late afternoon air. The billabong surface shone with unnatural stillness, Fresh tracks at water's edge told of pigs just gone. Two bubbles popped to the surface of the pool; 'just decaying vegetation ssid my mind. I should have smelt crocodile. What is it about the Northern Territory that fascinates? Why, for 180 years, has it drawn people to come, stay far longer than intended and, often, never leave. Arnhem's Kaleidoscope Children is a remembered story of ...