They're listed as seasonal tourist attractions in some towns. I remember being a kid and my parents taking me, as part of a vacation, to a place with nearby woods that had butterfly swarms resting on them. I think we missed the main swarming times, but we did see quite a few clinging to the trees.
I recently read a book that cited a text from what was clearly a 13th century hippie. "The philosopher's stone is in towns and in the country. Men walk over it. Children play with it in the street." Yes, the secret is in all of us.
One generation migrates one way. The other generation migrates back.
Truly you have the spirit of the noble monarch.
Your Alchemy Project for the Weekend
It always pleases me when I find science projects that I haven't done yet. This one, which allows people to use a couple of kitchen ingredients and a few pennies to make copper plating, seems especially promising. Just a little vinegar and you can feel like an old-fashioned alchemist.
I'm still at the stage of, "You'll regret it. You'll regret it. Don't do it!"
*click*
The effect that explains why you regret posting in anger
Ever come across one of your old angry Internet comments and cringed with disbelief? There's a reason for that. While good feelings still feel immediate over time, negative ones tend to fade away quickly, leaving only angry tweets behind.
I think the major problem they had was the idea of a rational being using rational guidelines to make the ultimate irrational choice.
