Camping. And questions.
I. love. camping. I love it. It completely recharges me more than just about any vacation. It’s the complete disconnection from technology and the world, really, for an extended period of time. A hike is nice n’ all, but I still find myself anxious. It takes a day or so for the new-world anxiety to leave my bones and I can really relax and “commune with nature” and whatnot.
So Gos and I are going camping this week. We leave tomorrow to head to a little private campground in the pine barrens. It’s nothing hardcore and they have bathrooms n’ all, but it’s just getting to hang out in the woods and cook food over an open flame and read a shit ton and maybe do some canoeing.
But enough about me. Let’s talk about you. Read more for two questions for The Scrabbled at large.
Honey-bee Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD) may have been solved.
Apparently an Austrailia-based virus is causing paralytic seizures. Bees may have become more susceptible due to new pesiticides and poor nutrition.
An incredibly fearless hummingbird.
Video of the hummingbird drinking for a man’s palm several times.
In other strange and troubling news...
Apparently there aren’t any acorns in Virginia this year. Not a single one.
