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The only thing that should surprise us is that there are still some things that can surprise us.

Rosellas. Brighton. June 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

If the world were good for nothing else, it is a fine subject for speculation.

Regal. Bonorong Wildlife Sanctuary. May 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

History does not long entrust the care of freedom to the weak or the timid.

A drum. Just out of Brighton, the Tasmanian Southern Midlands. June 2012. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (as well as a lot of very lonely people.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning.. A good overview of just how we might go about creating good schools . A fascinating look at disputed and false memories . How is it that you can start to believe someone else's memory is your own? And why is it so straightforward to give people memories of events they never actually experienced? Kate Beeton (of the Hark! A Vagrant webcomic fame) nails the culture of media commentary on female politicians . Where the Buffalo No Longer Roamed. The tale of how the wild west was won and where it got America. "Protracted depression is making life ever harder and disillusioning for those, and their children, t...

Anyone who considers protocol unimportant has never dealt with a cat.

Wallaby. Bonorong Wildlife Sanctuary, Brighton. May 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

I owe my solitude to other people.

Right now Henry, you've got him where you want him. Next, and easy now... easy... Prime your left leg and hop on over his back. Lock him in the sleeper hold and then I'll get him into the sack.

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.

So not only has Henry found a kangaroo, Exra has FOUR of them! [Note the joey in the pouch on the left.]