It is a terrible comparison, rainbows to snakes, but they both are silent in their appearance; and no matter how many times you see one above or below, it startles you when suddenly there they are right in front of you. And snakes have their own beauty, mind you (some may opine otherwise),  the silent glory of an unexpected rainbow spreads benevolently overhead even as said reptiles portend no good at all there, slithering in the grass suddenly underfoot. Quite frankly, I’d have only been able to …

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Not an earthworm

From the road, just a couple of creature features from the recent web archives. [su_heading]Virus Back From the Grave — yet another plot line for a SF writer.[/su_heading] “Scientists at a laboratory in France have thawed out and revived an ancient virus found in the Siberian permafrost, making it infectious again for the first time in 30,000 years. The giant virus known as Pithovirus sibericum was discovered about 100 feet deep in coastal tundra. The pathogen infects tiny amoebas – simple, one-celled organisms. It …

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Forgive me the incorrect grammar and the suggestive title. The phrase just seems to, well, mate with the mood of the moment. You see I am cooking in somebody elses kitchen, going on a week. The MacPro is in the shop with multiple system failures (video and memory) and so I’ve resorted to using the laptop on the kitchen table, and nothing fits. But blog goes on. Earliest autumn is a great time to find insects gathered on the goldenrod. This everywhere plant is …

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This reversal of a Biblical verse (for the throngs no long familiar with that volume) is the word play by Tim Flannery, author of this NYT long-read about jellyfish called They’re Taking Over. The piece consists largely of a review and summary of Stung! On Jellyfish Blooms and the Future of the Ocean  by Lisa-ann Gershwin, with a foreword by Sylvia Earle. I recommend it to your for your Sunday perusal and consideration. And perhaps a new volume for your delightful bedtime reading? If …

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Our hens are giving us NO eggs lately but I discovered one of them nestled in the weeds on a well-concealed nest behind the garden mid-day and was sure I’d find at least one egg there later in the evening. Nope. So I stopped by the hidden nest the next morning after the hens had been out an hour or two, just to see if maybe I could snag a warm, fresh egg. And now I know what’s happening to our free-range eggs lately: …

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