picture of the day!

[StormFeather]

Love the invasion of the Ducks!!

Saw this, and forgive my text-speak, but thought 'OMG - there really is a man under there!!!'

100000 Honey Bees

Photograph by Chinafotopress/Getty Images

August 2012

China—On his way to second place in a bee-wearing contest in Hunan Province, a contestant disappears beneath a carpet of insects lured by a queen bee in a cage. A scale he was standing upon tallied his total take: about 50 pounds of bees.

For HQ version :

http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/vi...-china-670.jpg

[alchemist]

[StormFeather]

Deserves to be shared -

When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value.
Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, They found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital.

One nurse took her copy to Melbourne. The old man's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and appearing in mags for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.

And this old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.

Cranky Old Man

What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . ..my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!!

Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within. We will all, one day, be there, too!

PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM!
The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched. They must be felt by the heart!

[anivid]

The longest traffic jam in the world -- recorded in China .

Its length is 260 kilometers [and that's 161 MILES, folks!]

[Starbeast]

Originally Posted by StormFeather

Deserves to be shared

Quite a powerful item you posted. I've always had great respect for very old people, they can always tell you something that most of us never think about.

I remember at a young age an elderly gentlemen told me that I have an "old spirit". At the time, I wasn't sure what he meant, but when I reached my teen years, I understood exactly what he meant.

William Shatner takes a break from filming a STAR TREK episode.

[Ursa major]

Is that a modernist Hobbit home in the background, on the left?

[hopewrites]

shhh!
they're not called "Hobbits" in LA, they're "earth friendly"

[anivid]

Whou - that Shatner guy certainly looked good - once :-)
But of course the yellow accesories become him.

[planetocean]

Wow look at that traffic jam, that is hugh.

[StormFeather]

A couple of things that made me smile this morning:



and

[Clansman]

Originally Posted by Ursa major

Is that a modernist Hobbit home in the background, on the left?

Nope. It's not got a round door, nor even a roman arch.

Unless it's Pueblo hobbits.

[Abernovo]

An olympic themed picture, courtesy of George Takei's G+ page.

[Clansman]

What kind of car is ol' Jim Kirk leaning up against? Just curious, but it looks really, really cool.

[Starbeast]

Originally Posted by Clansman

What kind of car is ol' Jim Kirk leaning up against? Just curious, but it looks really, really cool.

Hi Clansman.

I'm not sure of the name of that one-of-a-kind custom car, but, I believe it's one the wild designs of custom car maker George Barris. He is known for creating The Munsters cars (coach & Dragula), Batman cars, Green Hornet's car, the Monkees car and many many more.

[stormcrow]

Hi. i'd agree with Starbeast - I think Barris designed KITT in Knight Rider too.