Bumblebees are excellent workers, tirelessly maintaining their nests while pollinating plants and flowers. A significant study from Queen Mary University of London discovered that these social insects do more than work all day. They also take time to play. Researchers observed bumblebees engaging in joyful chase games, tumbling through the air in lighthearted loops. This… Leia mais "Notes of memories and buzzing bees
Tom e Bill foram vizinhos a vida inteira, cuidando de suas fazendas nos arredores de sua pequena cidade. Todos os sábados, eles caminhavam juntos até a cidade para pegar mantimentos e conversar sobre os eventos da semana no pub local. Esse sábado em particular começou como qualquer outro. Tom e Bill se encontraram no... Leia mais "O bilhete premiado
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… Leia mais "If this isn’t nice, what is?
Minha irmã, Elizabeth, e eu crescemos em um lar repleto de amor, risadas e histórias cativantes de nosso pai. Todas as noites, antes de dormir, nos reuníamos ao redor de papai, aguardando ansiosamente as histórias que ele contaria. As melhores histórias aconteciam quando escondíamos o livro de histórias, desafiando-o a criar uma história a partir de sua imaginação ou compartilhar uma... Leia mais "O homem que plantou histórias
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… Leia mais "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,… Leia mais "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… Leia mais "The essence of enough
