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The Christmas Tree Worm ….!!!
Scientifically that are called spirobranchus giganteus, but they are better known by their colloquial name — Christmas tree worm. The worm is so called not because they feed on fig trees but because they look like them.
The spirobranchus giganteus live in the ocean and sports two magnificent spirals of plumes that protrude from its tube-like body and which look like tiny Christmas trees. These plumes are composed of hair-like appendages called radioles that radiate from the worm’s central spine, and help the animal to grab food, which typically consists of microscopic plants, or phytoplankton, floating in the water. The plumes are also used for respiration. Measuring less than 4 cm in height, they come in many colors including orange, yellow, blue, and white and, are easily spotted due to their shape, beauty, and color.

Photo credit: Matt Kieffer/Flickr
The Christmas tree worm doesn’t like to move about much. Once they find a good place on a live calcareous coral, they burrow a hole and live their for the rest of their lives, occasionally emerging from their home to catch passing plankton with their fully extended plumes. They are very sensitive to disturbances and will rapidly retract into their burrows at the slightest touch or passing shadow.






Photo credit: Doug Finney/Flickr
Sources: NOAA / Marine Bio via My Modern Met
Source….www.amusingplanet.com
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” I Turn Scrap Metal Into Animals… ” !!!
My name is JK Brown. I live in rural West Wales. This peaceful part of the country is known for being a precious habitat for its native wildlife, which is of constant inspiration to me.
For as long as I can remember I have loved to watch animals (especially in the wild) and for as long as I can remember I have been drawing, making and creating as a way of celebrating the beauty of nature. Often when I’m out walking I pick up fragments of metal that have been thrown away. Sometimes fly-tipped or washed up on beaches, I patiently reassemble these pieces into monuments to the natural world around me: a habitat that is becoming increasingly fragmented.
I find that my own process of reversing this fragmentation is, for me, a calming antidote to the madness of endless consumption.
Kingfisher

Two holly blue butterflies

Magpie

Graze

Grasshoppers

Pheasant

Frogs

Native butterflies

Crow

Praying mantis

Source….www.boredpanda.com
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joke of the Day…” Wait…I am putting on my shoes …” !!!
A man goes into a pet shop and tells the owner he wants to buy a pet that can do everything. The shop owner suggests a faithful dog. The man replies, “Come on, a dog?” The owner says, “How about a cat?” The man replies, “No way! A cat certainly can’t do everything. I want a pet that can do everything!” The shop owner thinks for a minute, then says, “I’ve got it! A centipede!” The man says, “A centipede? I can’t imagine a centipede doing anything, but okay… I’ll try a centipede.”
He gets the centipede home and says to the centipede, “Clean the kitchen.” Thirty minutes later, he walks into the kitchen and… it’s immaculate! All the dishes and silverware have been washed, dried, and put away. The counter-tops have been cleaned and the appliances are sparkling. Even the floor was waxed. He’s absolutely amazed. He says to the centipede, “Go clean the living room.” Twenty minutes later, he walks into the living room. The carpet has been vacuumed, the furniture cleaned and dusted and the pillows on the sofa plumped. It even watered the plants.

The man thinks to himself, “This is the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen. This really is a pet that can do everything!” Next he says to the centipede, “Run down to the corner and get me a newspaper.” The centipede walks out the door. 10 minutes later…no centipede. 20 minutes later… no centipede. 30 minutes later… no centipede. By this point the man is wondering what’s going on. The centipede should have been back in a couple of minutes. 45 minutes later… still no centipede!
He can’t imagine what could have happened. Did the centipede run away? Did it get run over by a car? Where is that centipede? So he goes to the front door, opens it…and there’s the centipede sitting right outside. The man says, “Hey! I sent you down to the corner store 45 minutes ago to get me a newspaper. What’s the matter?!” The centipede says, “
“I’m goin’! I’m goin’! I’m just puttin’ on my shoes!”
Source….www.ba-bamail.com
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