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Strawberry picking at Berry World.

We stood in the wind for more than an hour waiting for the penguins. Turns out we were looking at the wrong part of the beach and hundreds of metres away, some tiny little specks danced out of the waves and waddled up the beach into the darkness. What a way to spend new year’s eve.

A woman upon hearing of John F. Kennedy’s assassination, New York City, 1963.

[Photo by Stan Wayman for LIFE]

The 12 Apostles (of which there are only eight remaining), Great Ocean Road, Victoria.

In 1878, a passenger ship called the Loch Ard ran aground on Muttonbird Island leaving only two survivors. Fifteen year old Tom Pearce was hailed a hero after he heard the cries of 17 year old Eva Carmichael and rescued her. Tom soon returned to his life at sea, only to drown a few years later in another accident.

A lake in a volcanic crater that turns bright cobalt blue four months of the year.

Plant life, Robe.

A walk through rainforest in Melba Gully.

The Robe Obelisk was built in 1852. It’s visible 12 miles out to sea and helped ships navigate the bay.

It also used to house rocket lifesaving equipment that was fired to distressed ships to help them bring passengers ashore.

The land around it is eroding and soon it will fall into the sea.

I spent a week in a little seaside town called Robe with my family. We swam in a pale blue sea, made sandcastles, settled old Scrabble scores.

Australia is such an odd, empty, faraway land.

The ferry ride to Manly, my first swim of the summer, beaches covered in bluebottles, the sun, the sun, the sun.

Just museum staff…

Preparing exhibits at the American Museum of Natural History. No biggie.

Via Retronaut.

Manly, Sydney.

The sky, somewhere between Sydney and Adelaide.