Science

Tourists throng to the Greek theatre at Epidaurus, but very few venture further to the nearby shore, where, standing on a promontory on our first visit to Greece, my brother and I made out an...

The seasons are shifting, and with them so are the skies above Otago.

Early on Monday, September 22, Dunedin will wake to a sunrise that isn’t quite right.

There is evidence that plants and insects interact through sound, researchers at Tel Aviv University say, opening a new frontier in the study of acoustic communication in nature.

There’s something quietly marvellous about stepping outside just after sunset in midwinter.

We are staying in our Greek whānau’s villa on the shore of the Aegean.

I have always wanted to visit Hallstatt, a prehistoric site that his given its name to the early Iron Age in Europe.

Out in the dark, on a frost-bitten Saturday in Middlemarch, I turned my telescope towards Messier 83.

Some things in life just don’t line up the way you’d expect.

Archaeology can be both deadly dull and, if you are fortunate, incredibly exciting.

In 1957, my brother Richard and I travelled on our 59cc NSU mopeds from our home in Wimbledon to central France to spend our summer digging in the cave of Arcy-sur-Cure.

There’s a bend in the shared pathway out on Otago Peninsula just before you round the corner to Broad Bay.

King’s Birthday weekend saw the Griffin clan decamp to our new crib in Middlemarch.

The first issue of the journal Nature was published on November 4, 1869, costing fourpence.

Last weekend, after some intense strategic planning as part of my day job, I finally managed an entire night under the stars at my new observing site out in Middlemarch.

As digital communication takes over, so letters are now few and far between.