Nature
Pollution
How are environmental issues caused? The environment doesn’t only affect us physically, but also mentally. That’s right, we need proper environmental conditions, including air quality, water, and temperature, to survive. If these three things aren’t right, then our mental state could become affected. Some people even consider their mood swings to be caused by a change in weather. However, if you want to maintain a positive mindset while battling depression, anxiety, and stress, then you need to take care of the environment around you.
By Muhammad Abrar3 years ago in Earth
cat in snow
The snow was falling, and the Cat's fur was stiffly pointed with it, but he was imperturbable. He sat crouched, ready for the death-spring, as he had sat for hours. It was night—but that made no difference—all times were as one to the Cat when he was in wait for prey. Then, too, he was under no constraint of human will, for he was living alone that winter. Nowhere in the world was any voice calling him; on no hearth was there a waiting dish. He was quite free except for his desires, which tyrannized over him when unsatisfied as now. The Cat was very hungry—almost famished. For days the weather had been very bitter, and all the feebler wild things which were his prey by inheritance, the born serfs to his family, had kept, for the most part, in their burrows and nests, and the Cat's long hunt had availed him nothing. But he waited with the inconceivable patience and persistence of his race; besides, he was certain. The Cat was a creature of absolute convictions, and his faith in his deductions never wavered. The rabbit had gone in there between those low-hung pine boughs. Now her little doorway had before it a shaggy curtain of snow, but in there she was. The Cat had seen her enter, so like a swift grey shadow that even his sharp and practiced eyes had glanced back for the substance following, and then she was gone. So he sat down and waited, and he waited still in the white night, listening angrily to the north wind starting in the upper heights of the mountains with distant screams, then swelling into an awful crescendo of rage, and swooping down with furious white wings of snow like a flock of fierce eagles into the valleys and ravines. The Cat was on the side of a mountain, on a wooded terrace. Above him, a few feet away towered the rock ascent as steep as the wall of a cathedral. The Cat had never climbed it—trees were the ladders to his heights of life. He had often looked with wonder at the rock and miauled bitterly and resentfully as man does in the face of a forbidding Providence. At his left was the sheer precipice. Behind him, with a short stretch of woody growth between, was the frozen perpendicular wall of a mountain stream. Before he was on his way to his home. When the rabbit came out she was trapped; her little cloven feet could not scale such unbroken steeps. So the Cat waited. The place in which he was looked like a maelstrom of wood. The tangle of trees and bushes clinging to the mountain-side with a stern clutch of roots, the prostrate trunks, and branches, the vines embracing everything with strong knots and coils of growth, had a curious effect, as of things which had whirled for ages in a current of raging water, only it was not water, but wind, which had disposed of everything in circling lines of yielding to its fiercest points of onset. And now over all this whirl of wood and rock and dead trunks and branches and vines descended the snow. It blew down like smoke over the rock-crest above; it stood in a gyrating column like some death-wraith of nature, on the level, then it broke over the edge of the precipice, and the Cat cowered before the fierce backward set of it. It was as if ice needles pricked his skin through his beautiful thick fur, but he never faltered and never once cried. He had nothing to gain from crying, and everything to lose; the rabbit would hear him cry and know he was waiting.
By hatim boughait3 years ago in Earth
The Little Cabin
As the rain danced on the metal roof giving a peaceful melody as the storm passed overhead. Thunder could be heard in the distance, growing closer and closer with every clap, with the lightning illuminating the sky with an eerie glow as the lake vanished into the darkness, only to appear once again as the lightning danced across the sky once again. The wind then picked up whistling through the leaves and branches of the surrounding forest as waves lapped against the shore trying eagerly to crawl upon the rocks, only to be dragged back again as the struggle continues through the darkness as the waves are pushed back again and again. As the wind picks up, a loud clap of thunder shakes the small cabin as it trembles in the wind, as if shivering from the onslaught of the weather outside, rain pelting against the two small windows looking like tears running across the panes. Thunder clapped as the sky lit up with a thunderous crash behind the small cabin, shaking it on its foundation, and flames could be seen swirling through the onslaught of the wind and rain as a tree was struck, only to be defeated and drowned by the downpour. Smoke came from the chimney of the small cabin as a flicker of light could be seen through the window. A tired, wet, and lonely hiker had stopped to get out of the storm as he tried to light a small fire to keep warm as the sky lit up with another clap of thunder shortly following. Tired and warm now from the small fire, the hiker slowly drifted off to sleep while mother nature battled outside the small cabin through the night.
By K.C. Keats3 years ago in Earth
How Much Do You Care to Hear a Honey Bee's Life Story and Heartbreak?
This is how people talk: “What we think about the environment is shaped by what we say about the environment, and that in turn affects what we do, or what we don’t do, about environmental concerns."
By Annemarie Berukoff3 years ago in Earth
Honey Trap: The Rise of Honey Laundering and Bees Malware in the UK
But that buzz is quieting down, which means one thing: the bees’ population is decreasing. A recent study shows that a third of British wild bees and hoverflies have been declining in terms of areas they were found in since 1980. Despite this, in 2020, an estimated 11.51 million people used honey in Great Britain, compared to 10.51 million in 2019.
By Rachael Heron3 years ago in Earth
All Preppers Are Crazy
All Preppers Are Crazy Joshua had heard it time after time from his wife Kimberly of twenty-one years, how he and all preppers were crazy. She argued that he spent too much money on things they would never use. Their garage was lined with shelves of Emergency long-term foods supplies, small propane gas containers, blankets, glass jugs of purified water, and anything else Joshua thought they might need in case of a catastrophe. They even had a generator large enough to run their entire home. In the twenty-two years that Kimberly had known Joshua nothing had ever happened. His paternal grandparents had raised Joshua after his parents had been killed by a drunk driver when Joshua was ten. His grandparents had grown up during the depression, having children late in life. They had taught Joshua to be prepared for anything that could happen from financial collapse to a blizzard, a hurricane pandemic, or anything that would spell doom to the human race or at least to their small corner of the world.
By Shawn David Kelley3 years ago in Earth
Fangshan World Geopark, the "Aboriginal" Community of Fangshan.
Fangshan World Geopark is located at the junction of southwest Beijing and Hebei Province, spanning Fangshan District of Beijing and Laishui County, Laiyuan County and Yixian County of Hebei Province. including Zhoukoudian, Shihuadong, Shidu, Shangfang Mountain-Yunju Temple, Shenglian Mountain, Baihua Mountain-White Grass Bank, Yesanpo, Baishi Mountain eight parks.
By Fwuebks Sushma3 years ago in Earth
Fangshan World Geopark, the "Aboriginal" Community of Fangshan.
Fangshan World Geopark is located at the junction of southwest Beijing and Hebei Province, spanning Fangshan District of Beijing and Laishui County, Laiyuan County and Yixian County of Hebei Province. including Zhoukoudian, Shihuadong, Shidu, Shangfang Mountain-Yunju Temple, Shenglian Mountain, Baihua Mountain-White Grass Bank, Yesanpo, Baishi Mountain eight parks.
By Fwuebks Sushma3 years ago in Earth
