Why Evolution is True is a blog written by Jerry Coyne, centered on evolution and biology but also dealing with diverse topics like politics, culture, and cats.
I put this photo on Twitter the other day, but most of you probably don’t follow me there. At any rate, I found it in a book I was reading, and found it very odd. Why? Because the couple is very odd.
Who are they? Do you recognize both of them? (No Google imaging allowed.)
Here’s a hint: I found the photo in the book I took to the Galápagos: Inside Story by Martin Amis. (It is, by the way, very good.)
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The tank is empty, dry, sans contributions. It will end unless some enterprising readers send me pictures and captions.
In the meantime, here’s a lovely mallard (not in breeding plumage) whom I’d like Honey to accept as a boyfriend. His name is Rudolph (after Valentino) because of his great beauty: dark plumage, very large size, smooth olive/yellow bill, bright orange feet, lovely feathers and a gorgeous blue-violet speculum.
Sadly, he is a timorous duck and Honey would never accept such a weenie. He does like me, though, and comes up next to me for extra noms when I’m feeding the others. But he’s easily chased away by the other ducks.
Say hello to Rudolph (click to enlarge):
Here’s a lovely story from the New York Times (yes, it has some nice stuff, especially if it’s not editorialized news). It’s about a man and woman who had a romance, but then agreed to part and meet five years later on the steps of New York’s Public Library, next to the “uptown lion”. Time passed, there were other relationships and obstacles, but the meeting finally took place. I’ll let you read about it yourself, but it’s a heartwarmer, and very well written.
Have a good weekend.
I continue with another exhibit from Zagreb’s Museum of Broken Relationships, a truly remarkable place. Each object was donated by someone involved in a “broken relationship” (mostly romances but some parent/child relationships), and the donor wrote an explanation of the circumstances.
Some of the exhibits make you feel like a voyeur, or a bit uncomfortable—except that the donors want their objects to be seen and their stories told. This is one of them, part of the panoply of humanity.
I continue with another exhibit from Zagreb’s Museum of Broken Relationships, a truly remarkable place. Each object was donated by someone involved in a “broken relationship” (mostly romances but some parent/child relationships), and the donor wrote an explanation of the circumstances.
Here’s a sad one—a hopeless love.
I continue with another exhibit from Zagreb’s Museum of Broken Relationships, a truly remarkable place. Each item was donated by someone involved in a “broken relationship” (mostly romances but some parent/child relationships), and the donor wrote an explanation of the circumstances.
Here’s a token from a long but ultimately broken love:
I continue with one more exhibit from Zagreb’s Museum of Broken Relationships, a truly remarkable place. This exhibit gives names and addresses, but remember that they’re on public display and that the donor knew they would be.
