but that’s me all over.
“The bees make it,” noted Andrew. He knew I’d dig the bees.
Also, the upright rabbit kind of reminds me of Andrew.
Happy Easter, happy spring, everyone!
To encourage the honeybees to communicate, Dyck strategically adds wax or honey, propolis or hand-made honeycomb patterns to the objects prior to placing them into their hives. After the bees start building honeycombs over the object, Dyck would coax them into specific shapes by adding or deleting wax.
(via Amusing Planet)
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I didn’t know this when I started this blog, but apparently I make GIFs. Most of them are of wildlife and things I find funny or interesting.
Although there are probably too many images of ladybugs expressing physical love, you should take a look. I didn’t link any of the site’s images here because, you know, GIFs can make you go a little insane after a while.
Well, I guess it’s okay if I put some below the fold:
Can someone please draw me a picture of a social or colonial spider?
Even the humble dung beetle, its life spent barely an inch above the ground, pushing balls of waste, steers by starlight.
“Dung steered by the stars,” as my longtime friend Steve said.
Or, as Oscar Wilde wrote in “Lady WIndermere’s Fan”:
DUMBY. I don’t think we are bad. I think we are all good, except Tuppy.
LORD DARLINGTON. No, we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
This is where we go when we follow the water. Down it flows—that’s science—and we race it to the ocean. Not quickly enough. The stream dwindles to mud that shines and then dulls. I feel as if I can hear the waves wash the rocks, just past where the pastures rise. We were so close this time. We’ll try again another day. Tomorrow’s weather forecast says rain.
If you are in or near NYC, you have time to get to apexart for the first performance of Songs for People I Will Never See Again, a new live multimedia show by Lucy Foley, accompanied by her four-piece band. Sound design and additional music composition are by Lucy’s collaborator Ross Bonadonna, and instrumentation will include guitars, steel pan, synthesizers, laptops, toy piano, and clarinets, with a driving and playful rhythm section. There’ll be live and recorded music, projected imagery, and a spoken word narrative. It’s at 6:30 PM, and it’s FREE!
Once a moth flew into my moth. Then it flew out, a sorrier and damper moth.
— Sheila Ryan (@Cirinda) May 23, 2012
Have you ever caught a firefly in your mouth?I collected 13.My head gleaming, I was a beacon for my animal friends.
— Tilda Swinton (@NotTildaSwinton) May 23, 2012
I meant to say that a moth flew into my mouth.