|
|
Post by ZETAR on May 24, 2021 23:28:34 GMT
  SHALOM...Z
|
|
|
|
Post by swamprat on May 25, 2021 14:10:27 GMT
|
|
|
|
Post by Moon pigeon on May 27, 2021 21:07:56 GMT
|
|
|
|
Post by gus on May 27, 2021 21:51:32 GMT
Interesting seeing the change. 15 years ago these types of stories were deliberately blocked by the chief editors. |
|
|
|
Post by ZETAR on May 27, 2021 22:09:19 GMT
SHALOM...Z
|
|
|
|
Post by WingsofCrystal on May 29, 2021 11:43:50 GMT
Good morning lovely UFOCasebookers,
Crystal
|
|
|
|
Post by ZETAR on May 29, 2021 12:51:46 GMT
SHALOM...Z
EDIT TO ADD:
|
|
|
|
Post by ZETAR on May 31, 2021 0:13:51 GMT
SHALOM...Z
|
|
|
|
Post by swamprat on May 31, 2021 2:16:16 GMT
Daddy's Poem
Her hair was in a pony tail,
Her dress tied with a bow.
Today was “Daddy's Day” at school,
She couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home;
The kids just might not understand,
If she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say,
What to tell her classmates
Why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why, once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all
About a dad she never sees, a dad
Who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall
for everyone to meet,
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seat.
One by one the teacher called
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
As each child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
Another dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher, who
Told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories,
He taught me to ride my bike;
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart;
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest,
Feeling her own heartbeat
Beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere there in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her little girl,
Wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was a right.
And when she dropped her hand back
Down, staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much,
He is my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.
You see he is a soldier
And he died just this past year,
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
And taught the warriors fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
It's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him clearly there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise,
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them;
Who knows what they felt inside,
Perhaps, for a mere second,
They saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed,
But there on the desk beside her
Was a fragrant, long-stemmed, pink rose
And a child was blessed, if only for
A moment, by the love of her shining star,
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far.
* * *Author unknown
Don't forget them.
PRAY FOR OUR TROOPS!!!
|
|
|
|
Post by ZETAR on May 31, 2021 15:51:47 GMT
🙏🙏🙏
SHALOM...Z
|
|
|
|
Post by WingsofCrystal on May 31, 2021 17:21:00 GMT
Daddy's Poem Her hair was in a pony tail,
Her dress tied with a bow.
Today was “Daddy's Day” at school,
She couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home;
The kids just might not understand,
If she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say,
What to tell her classmates
Why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why, once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all
About a dad she never sees, a dad
Who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall
for everyone to meet,
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seat.
One by one the teacher called
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
As each child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.
"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
Another dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher, who
Told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.
"My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories,
He taught me to ride my bike;
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart;
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest,
Feeling her own heartbeat
Beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere there in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her little girl,
Wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was a right.
And when she dropped her hand back
Down, staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.
"I love my daddy very much,
He is my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.
You see he is a soldier
And he died just this past year,
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
And taught the warriors fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
It's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him clearly there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise,
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them;
Who knows what they felt inside,
Perhaps, for a mere second,
They saw him at her side.
"I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed,
But there on the desk beside her
Was a fragrant, long-stemmed, pink rose
And a child was blessed, if only for
A moment, by the love of her shining star,
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far.
* * *Author unknown
Don't forget them.
PRAY FOR OUR TROOPS!!!  Crystal
|
|
|
|
Post by swamprat on May 31, 2021 18:54:49 GMT
|
|
|
|
Post by ZETAR on Jun 1, 2021 21:47:58 GMT
 SHALOM...Z
|
|
|
|
Post by swamprat on Jun 2, 2021 13:13:28 GMT
And once again, it's the females that are the problem.....
Why do mosquitoes buzz in our ears?
By Stacy Kish - Live Science Contributor 2 days ago
Nothing feels more like summer than a neighborhood barbecue, especially following the dreary winter months. But the nemesis of summer gatherings remains: the droning whine of mosquitoes around our ears.
So, why do these bloodsucking insects hover around our ears in the first place? And why do they produce that annoying buzz?
"The buzzing in your ear is mostly just a side effect of the mosquito's wings beating," said Michael Riehle, a professor of entomology at the University of Arizona. "[The sound] doesn't have a long range, so you notice it most when they are flying around your ears."
Ladies that lunch
That buzzing you hear is likely from a female mosquito. That's because male and female mosquitoes lead very different lives. The males typically hang out and sip on the nectar of flowers; they couldn't care less about the humans lumbering about. The females, however, need to find a blood meal after mating in order to have enough energy to produce eggs. In fact, female mosquitoes are equipped with unique tools to home in on their next victim.
"From a distance, [female mosquitoes] cue in on carbon dioxide that we exhale in conical plumes from our bodies," Riehle told Live Science. "The carbon dioxide stimulates the female mosquito to start host-seeking, flying back and forth to follow that concentration gradient back to the source."
In other words, mosquitoes buzz around our heads because that's where we expel the most carbon dioxide.
As she approaches, the female mosquito zeros in on body heat and the carbon dioxide plume to land on the victim. The female mosquito uses taste sensors on her feet to determine whether the human, or any blood-bearing animal, is adequate to tap for her next meal. While some studies suggest that type O blood is the best vintage, Riehle remains skeptical; he has not found any convincing research about blood type and mosquito interest. Instead, he believes that other factors, like a person's genetics and even diet, play a bigger role in how "delicious" a person tastes.
Your skin is "giving off this unique cocktail of scents that is going to be more attractive to some mosquitoes than to others," Riehle said. Another study found that female mosquitoes were more attracted to men who had less diverse bacteria on their skin than to men with more diverse skin bacteria; these blood suckers are also partial to people who wear dark colors, such as black.
As the female flies toward a target, she beats her wings approximately 500 times per second at a frequency of 450 to 500 hertz. This frequency is pitched to the musical note A, which, coincidentally, is what an orchestra tunes itself to before a concert.
While this sounds like a high-pitched drone to us, it is music to male mosquitoes. In fact, males, whose wings beat at a higher frequency than the females', listen for the dulcet tones of females when they are searching for mates. Riehle likes to demonstrate this effect to his students by passing a tuning fork pitched to A over a cage of female mosquitoes. In every test, the females do not react, he said. The same demonstration over the cage of male mosquitoes sets their wings in a flurry as they frantically search for the goddess who created those sweet, sweet vibrations.
While male mosquitoes go wild for this tone, humans are less thrilled to hear it. But while we may readily perceive mosquitoes buzzing around our ears, Riehle noted that most mosquitoes are not attracted to our heads. Rather, these bloodsuckers may be more inclined to seek out our feet, which sport bacteria that give off mosquito-enticing aromas. However, most people probably don't notice a mosquito buzzing around their ankles, he said.
A 1996 study in the journal Trends in Parasitology found that female mosquitoes from the genus Anopheles, which are responsible for transmitting the malaria parasite, were attracted to the bacteria on human feet. This bacterium, Brevibacterium linens, is the same one that gives Limburger cheese its distinctive smell. A follow-up 2013 study in the journal PLOS One confirmed that mosquitoes are, in fact, attracted to Limburger cheese.
As for avoiding mosquitoes, your best bets are to wear clothing that is light-colored and long, apply insect repellent and steer clear of mosquito hotspots (wetlands, for example) at dusk and dawn, when mosquitoes are most active, Live Science previously reported.
www.livescience.com/why-mosquitoes-buzz-near-ear.html?utm_source=Selligent&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=LVS_newsletter&utm_content=LVS_newsletter+&utm_term=3548608&m_i=CFoH4fmwS3CGo5io9m4qi8%2BgTP89Mtis%2BmK%2B4BvcfAEwMHxJv8hbFjtzwf76qgcKLl8382wLF9SCME73aVRymA5xW1lA%2BbfJ7b9jJaoCCn&lrh=bfaf86274032dbaffb9bb3c4ed58ada85f7d112048bef6c520e10054639f4c09
|
|
|
|
Post by WingsofCrystal on Jun 5, 2021 12:06:41 GMT
Good morning lovely UFOCasebookers,
Crystal
|
|
