When you find the perfect sunbeam for your morning meditation.

The afternoon light fell softly as I wandered through the paths of Devils at Cradle sanctuary. In a quiet corner, I stumbled upon a Spotted-Tailed Quoll standing upright, eyes closed in a moment of sunlit bliss. Its brown fur, adorned with white spots, glistened under the gentle rays. Observing this serene creature basking in such tranquility made me ponder the delicate balance of life preserved within these sanctuary walls—a stark contrast to the relentless pace of human existence outside.