Humler er utmerkede arbeidere, som utrettelig vedlikeholder reirene sine samtidig som de pollinerer planter og blomster. En viktig studie fra Queen Mary University of London oppdaget at disse sosiale insektene gjør mer enn å jobbe hele dagen. De tar seg også tid til å leke. Forskerne observerte humler som deltok i glade jaktleker, der de tumlet gjennom luften i muntre løkker. Dette... Les mer "Notater om minner og summende bier
Tom and Bill had been neighbours their whole lives, tending to their farms on the outskirts of their small town. Every Saturday, they walked into town together to pick up supplies and catch up on the week’s events in the local pub. This particular Saturday started like any other. Tom and Bill met at the… Les mer "The winning ticket
In the summer of 1998, while the world watched the Clinton scandal unfold and Google took its first steps in a garage, a group of college graduates sat in the Texas heat listening to Kurt Vonnegut. Most of what he said that day has been forgotten, but one story about his Uncle Alex and a… Les mer "Hvis ikke dette er hyggelig, hva er det da?
My sister, Elizabeth and I grew up in a home filled with love, laughter, and our father’s captivating stories. Every night before bedtime, we gathered around Dad, eagerly anticipating the tales he would spin. The best stories came when we hid the storybook, challenging him to create a story from his imagination or share a… Les mer "The man who planted stories
In Greek mythology, there existed a shrewd and defiant king named Sisyphus. He governed the city of Ephyra with a cunning intellect and an insubordinate spirit, frequently challenging the gods and questioning their supremacy. Sisyphus’s boldness was boundless, and he even dared to deceive death, outwitting Hades, the ruler of the underworld, and fleeing his… Les mer "The Myth of Sisyphus
The snow crunched beneath my feet as I led my girlfriend down the driveway, her eyes covered by a soft, woollen scarf I had gently wrapped around her head. The scarf shielded her eyes from the sight that awaited her and provided warmth against the cold winter night. The cold air nipped at our cheeks,… Les mer "The Dance of the Aurora
When my son’s school called me at 1 pm on a busy Wednesday, I stepped out of a meeting to take the call. Lucas had been fighting a cold and woke up with a fever, but I hoped he would make it through the school day. I guess that was wishful thinking. “Lucas is asking… Les mer "The essence of enough
