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Demain matin à 5h30, sortez dans le jardin. Sans téléphone, sans casque. Asseyez-vous. Écoutez dix minutes. 🌿 Ce que vous entendez n'est pas du bruit de fond — c'est un concert avec un ordre précis. Chaque espèce commence à chanter à un niveau de lumière différent. La séquence est la même chaque matin. Le rougegorge familier (Erithacus rubecula) ouvre le chœur. Il commence quand le ciel est encore presque noir — jusqu'à quarante minutes avant l'aube. Phrases mélodie uses, fluides et variées, depuis la branche d'un arbre ou un arbuste bas. Si vous entendez un chant flûté et riche dans l'obscurité totale, c'est lui qui déclare son territoire avant tout le monde. Le merle noir (Turdus merula) entre juste après, dans la semi-obscurité. Son chant est lent, riche et improvisé — phrases longues et musicales avec une qualité flûtée profonde depuis la cime d'un arbre ou une corniche. Le mâle chante depuis les points les plus hauts du jardin. La grive musicienne (Turdus philomelos) arrive quand la lumière commence à grandir. Elle se distingue par une habitude unique : elle répète chaque phrase deux à quatre fois avant de passer à la suivante. Si vous entendez une phrase répétée avec insistance, c'est elle. La mésange charbonnière (Parus major) entre quand le ciel est déjà clair. Son sifflement en deux notes — "ti-ti-ti" strident et régulier — s'installe depuis la même branche en boucle. Toujours la même structure, répétée avec confiance. 🐦 La raison de cet ordre est biologique. Chaque espèce a un seuil minimum de lumière pour démarrer — déterminé par la taille des yeux, la sensibilité rétinienne et l'habitat qu'elle préfère. Le chœur de l'aube est une horloge naturelle que vous pouvez lire sans regarder le ciel. L'expérience dure dix minutes. Première espèce : obscurité. Deuxième : pénombre. Troisième : lumière diffuse. Quatrième : soleil à l'horizon. En dix minutes, votre jardin s'est présenté — sans avoir vu un seul oiseau.

This guy used a subway to transport all his plants

So let me get this straight, I go to the grocery store and buy … a pound of sliced turkey in a plastic bag, a loaf of bread in a plastic bag, a gallon of milk in a plastic jug, a pack of napkins in plastic wrap, a store-made salad in a plastic tub, a plastic bottle of mustard and ketchup, but they won't give me a plastic bag to carry it home because the plastic bag is bad for the environment? 🙄😂

“Few people know how to take a walk. The qualifications are endurance, plain clothes, old shoes, an eye for nature, good humor, vast curiosity, good speech, good silence and nothing too much.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson

Same water. Same tank. But the one on the right has oysters. A single oyster can filter up to 50 gallons of water a day. Oyster reefs in the Chesapeake Bay once filtered the entire Bay, 19 trillion gallons, in under a week. Today, with less than 1% of the original oyster population remaining, it takes over a year. We ate them. We dredged their reefs. We dumped nitrogen into their water until the algae blooms choked what was left. And now we build billion dollar water treatment plants to do what oysters did for free. The Billion Oyster Project is working to restore oyster reefs in New York Harbor. Restored reefs in Maryland's Harris Creek can now filter the entire creek in under 10 days and remove nitrogen equivalent to 20,000 bags of fertilizer every year. Nature had this figured out. We just have to restore the oysters and get out of the way.

Oubaitori (桜梅桃李): In Japanese philosophy, the idea that people, like flowers, bloom in their own time and in their individual ways.

We need to eradicate the ticks Not enough people are talking about this It’s becoming an epidemic

Your neighborhood opossum only lives 1-2 years. In that short life it will eat up to 5,000 ticks a season, clear rotting fruit, consume venomous snakes, and quietly clean up everything you'd rather not think about. Here's what you can do for your local opossums: 🚫 Don't call animal control. They're not a pest, they're just doing their thing. 🚫 Don't use rat poison! They eat the poisoned rodents and die ✅ Leave them alone if you see one playing dead — it's involuntary, they'll recover ✅ If you find an injured one, call a wildlife rehabilitator, not pest control It's not the cutest animal in your yard but it's one of the most useful.

Another whale has washed ashore on the NJ coast—a humpback, approximately 30 feet long, found in Sandy Hook today. At the same time, construction on the Empire Wind 1 offshore project has resumed, now underway just 19 miles offshore. Grateful to the Marine Mammal Stranding Center for their tireless efforts responding to these heartbreaking events.

In the 1990s, Canadian ecologist Suzanne Simard made a groundbreaking discovery that challenged everything we thought we knew about how forests work. While studying managed forests in British Columbia, she noticed something puzzling: when birch trees were removed to promote the growth of valuable Douglas firs, the firs did not flourish as expected — they actually struggled and grew more slowly. Determined to understand why, Simard traced the movement of nutrients using radioactive carbon isotopes. What she found was astonishing. Trees were actively sharing resources through vast underground fungal networks known as mycorrhizae. These delicate, thread-like fungi connect the roots of different trees across the forest floor, forming a complex web that allows the exchange of carbon, water, nutrients, and even chemical signals — sometimes between entirely different species. She discovered that older, larger trees often serve as central "hubs" or "mother trees," supporting younger saplings by redistributing vital resources and helping the entire ecosystem remain resilient. When these key trees are removed, the underground network weakens, and the health of the remaining forest declines. Simard’s research overturned the traditional Darwinian view of forests as battlegrounds of ruthless competition. Instead, she revealed a far more sophisticated reality: forests operate as highly cooperative systems where trees communicate, support one another, and even warn neighboring trees about threats like drought, disease, or insect attacks. What appears to the human eye as a silent, still forest is, in truth, a vibrant, interconnected living network — built not on isolation and rivalry, but on deep connection and mutual aid.

I just want to say I would rather talk trading with you all, truly. I spent the last 13 years sharing trading ideas, fully for free, without agenda, sharing my first trades all the way to being featured in market wizards. For this decade I’ve provided insights into what I believed to be truths hidden in plan sight, from trade ideas, contrarian takes, lining up incentives and have become one of the best traders out there through it as the truth prevailed. This dire situation has very high stakes and as propaganda from all sides hits it is sometimes hard to be very precise as these situations are extremely dynamic and involved a lot of deception. The issue is mainly that we moved from letting the economy run without much interference to full meddling on all sides. Remember a year ago, business leaders were the most optimistic in years. We were pulling out of conflicts, we were getting rid of regulatory tape and letting the might of the US business system unleash into the biggest technological boom ever. It all shifted when control became the goal over winning long term. Control of media, politics, foreign affairs, business… Everything shifted towards giving the illusion of winning at the cost of the truth. Every major part of the government was handled as if we tried to be in the spotlight, not to win but to be controlled. Left vs right is what they make it to be, to get people to lash out at each other when we actually for the vast majority want the same thing. One way, no debate, no pushback. Thus the markets became a reflection of the only thing that matters… Trades died off in October, one sector after the next fell apart. I have simply been sitting back building tools I’ll share with you soon, not pushing much buttons and if so taking cuts on almost all of the long ideas. That said should market conditions improve through the end of this war and this meddling decrease you’ll see no more of these posts. I am the first one to look forward to it. Finally i want to say I deeply love the USA and want it to prosper. The last thing i want is for it to fail and thus I became vocal about it. I know the vast majority simply stays silent and the smallest most vocal part shows up as the tip of the iceberg, often to contradict and criticize. For those that will stay for this journey, I appreciate you and know trading and investing are what i want to be sharing with you all for the next 50y.

I love that the bryant park woodcocks are going viral because there are few creatures that combine magic and idiocy so well but it bears mentioning that a lot of the birds don't make it out of the park alive. Each of these dots represents a woodcock killed by a window strike.

Hey we may not have gotten $5k DOGE checks, $2k tarriff rebates, 20 million deportations, the abolishment of the IRS and the Department of Education or cheaper gas but at least we got a war that nobody wanted that doesn't benefit us in any material way whatsoever.

She was born in 1856 into the kind of wealth that insulates a person from almost everything. Fifth Avenue mansion. Railroad fortune. Servants, silk, invitations to every drawing room in Manhattan. The world Grace Hoadley Dodge entered at birth was one in which a woman of her position had a clearly defined purpose: marry well, entertain graciously, support a tasteful charity or two between seasons. She was 24 when she walked into a tenement basement on the Lower East Side and started teaching Sunday school to factory girls. She thought she'd teach Bible verses. What she found changed the rest of her life. The girls sitting in front of her, some barely 12 years old, were working 12-hour shifts in sweatshops, laundries, and shirtwaist factories. They earned $3 a week. A single room cost $2 to rent. That left $1 for food, clothing, medicine, and everything else. The math didn't work, and Grace quickly understood what happened when the math didn't work. Some girls went hungry. Some were cornered by foremen who offered lighter work in exchange for things that had nothing to do with work. Some simply vanished. She had come to teach them morality. Instead, she started asking a different question entirely. What if the problem isn't these girls? What if the problem is a system that gives them no survivable options? That question consumed the next 30 years of her life. She co-founded the Kitchen Garden Association in 1880, teaching domestic skills. Then she looked at what domestic skills actually got a woman and pivoted hard. What factory girls needed wasn't needlework. It was bookkeeping. Stenography. Business skills that opened doors instead of decorating the ones already closed. A girl who could type had options. A girl with options had leverage. A girl with leverage didn't have to tolerate what Grace had watched those foremen do. The pushback was immediate. Society said women should learn homemaking, not commerce. Factory owners had no interest in an educated workforce that might demand better conditions. Even some reformers worried that too much education would give working-class women ideas above their station. Grace Dodge didn't care. In 1887, she co-founded Teachers College at Columbia University, the first institution in America built on the principle that training teachers was a serious profession deserving serious pay, not a temporary occupation for women marking time before marriage. It became one of the most influential education institutions in the world. It still trains thousands of educators every year. She helped organise the national YWCA in 1906, but not as a prayer circle. As infrastructure. Boarding houses where women could live without landlords extracting sexual favours for rent. Evening classes in marketable skills. Job placement services. Networks where women warned each other which employers were safe, which neighbourhoods were dangerous, which job offers led somewhere no one should go. She helped establish the Travelers Aid Society, which stationed representatives at train stations and ports specifically because predators waited there for young women arriving alone from farms and small towns, girls who had come to the city looking for work and found men offering jobs and housing that led somewhere else entirely. Grace's representatives got there first. Safe lodging. Legitimate referrals. A hand extended before the wrong one was. They intercepted thousands of women from what we would now call trafficking, decades before anyone used the word. Through all of it, Grace operated on a principle that was quietly radical for her time: she refused to blame the women for the conditions crushing them. When other reformers talked about fallen women and moral improvement, Grace talked about wages and working conditions and predatory men with institutional power. © Women Stories #drthehistories

A video from last May. The bee yard will be buzzing again soon.

It’s that time of year - folks asking us about #bumblebees - WHY THEY’RE SEEING THEM ON THE GROUND - so here’s a thread to explain. Please #retweet! Every queen that survives means a new colony that gets to exist & produce queen #bees for next year! So important to #share! 1/9

In 2025, I spent $1,962 on public transit, Citi Bike, and rideshare. With AAA estimating the annual cost of car ownership at $11,577, that means I saved $9,615 by living in a walkable city with great transit. Car dependency is expensive.

went to nyc and saw a freakin celebrity

I spent 3 full days trying to photograph bees around the cherry blossoms. They are fast and aren't easy to catch. This is one of my favourites.

The uniparty in action