Showing posts with label insects. Show all posts
Showing posts with label insects. Show all posts

Friday, November 14, 2008

Amber's encapsulated gems

I have been fascinated with insects permanently trapped in amber...I even had several when I had my rock and mineral collection. A wonderful sample of forest denizens trapped in tree sap and the stuff of some poetic and philosophical thoughts beyond the scientific information. I am reminded of the poetry of John Keats' "Ode on a Grecian Urn".

Ode on a Grecian Urn

by

John Keats

THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal-yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearièd,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.

Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea-shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul, to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.

O Attic shape! fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,-that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.'

Just imagine the spider preparing to dine on a captured insect but denyed the feast much as the "bold lover" attempting a kiss from the fair maiden..."...Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,/Though winning near the goal...." Nevertheless, there is a recent article from PhysOrg.com..."Marine microorganisms have been found in amber dating from the middle of the Cretaceous period. The fossils were collected in Charente, in France. This completely unexpected discovery will deepen our understanding of these lost marine species as well as providing precious data about the coastal environment of Western France during the Cretaceous." Those are the marine plankton, including diatoms.


"Marine plankton found in amber"

November 13th, 2008

PhysOrg.com

This work was carried out by researchers at the Géosciences Rennes laboratory (CNRS/Université de Rennes 1), together with researchers from the Paléobiodiversité et Paléoenvironnement laboratory in Paris (CNRS/Muséum national d'histoire naturelle/Université Pierre et Marie Curie) and the Centre de Géochimie de la Surface in Strasbourg (CNRS/Université de Strasbourg 1). It was published in the 11 November 2008 issue of PNAS.

Amber is a fossil resin with a reputation for preserving even the most minute details of insects and other terrestrial arthropods (spiders, scorpions, mites) that lived in resiniferous trees. The forest-based provenance of amber in theory makes it impossible for marine animals to be trapped in the resin.

Nonetheless, researchers from the Géosciences Rennes laboratory have discovered various inclusions of marine plankton in amber from the Mid-Cretaceous (100 to 98 million years BP). These micro-organisms are found in just a few pieces of amber among the thousands that have been studied, but show a remarkable diversity: unicellular algae, mainly diatoms found in large numbers, traces of animal plankton, such as radiolaria and a foraminifer, spiny skeletons of sponges and of echinoderms.

Carried out together with researchers at the Muséum national d'histoire naturelle, the study of diatoms pushed back by 10 to 30 million years the known date for the appearance of certain marine forms of this type of algae. This new information, taken together with recent data on molecular phylogeny, marks a huge advance in our understanding of the complex evolutionary history of diatoms.

The presence of these marine organisms in the amber is an ecological paradox. How did these marine species become stuck and then trapped in the conifers' resin? The most likely scenario is that the forest producing the amber was very close to the coast, potentially shrouded by plankton-bearing mist or flooded by sea water during storms.

The preservation of marine organisms in amber is an exceptional asset, allowing us to deepen our understanding of these lost species and to have a clear idea about the coastal environment of Western France during the Cretaceous.

Elzbieta Sontag

Not long ago NOVA offered a program hosted by David Attenborough entitled "Jewel of the Earth"...insects trapped in amber.

"Jewel of the Earth" [transcript]

"Jewel of the Earth"

Friday, October 3, 2008

Halloween



Thanks to Bram Stoker's Dracula "Desmodus rotundus"has been getting a bad reputation--creatures that fill gaps in our nightmares.

"Vampire Bat"

"Desmodus rotundus (vampire bat)"

The book:

"Dracula/Bram Stoker"

Other nasty blood suckers:



"Leeches"

"Leeches!"


"Background Information on the Biology of Ticks"


The above represents a scene cut from the original release of the 1931 film Frankenstein. It wasn't restored in the print for over 50 years. Boris Karloff and others at that time feared the scene of the irrational murder of the little girl Maria was just a bit too intense. So our jadedness or quest for authenticity has restored the scene.

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley wrote the story and Boris Karloff in 1931 popularized it. Frankenstein is loaded with philosophy and science and there is an excellent web site on the science of Frankenstein.

"Frankenstein: Mary Shelley's Dream"


Frankenstein and bioethics is on campus at WSU

Ghost Head Nebula

One of a chain of star-forming regions lying south of the Tarantula Nebula in the Large Magellanic Cloud . Two bright regions (the eyes of the ghost), named A1 and A2, are very hot, glowing blobs of hydrogen and oxygen. The bubble in A1 is produced by the hot, intense radiation and powerful stellar wind from a single massive star. A2 has a more complex appearance due to the presence of more dust, and it contains several hidden, massive stars. The massive stars in A1 and A2 must have formed within the last 10,000 years since their natal gas shrouds are not yet disrupted by the powerful radiation of the newly born stars.-- David Darling/Encyclopedia of Astrobiology, Astronomy & Spaceflight

Witch's Broom Nebula

Ten thousand years ago, before the dawn of recorded human history, a new light must suddenly have appeared in the night sky and faded after a few weeks. Today we know this light was an exploding star and record the colorful expanding cloud as the Veil Nebula. Pictured above is the west end of the Veil Nebula known technically as NGC 6960 but less formally as the Witch's Broom Nebula. The rampaging gas gains its colors by impacting and exciting existing nearby gas. The supernova remnant lies about 1400 light-years away towards the constellation of Cygnus. This Witch's Broom actually spans over three times the angular size of the full Moon. The bright blue star 52 Cygnus is visible with the unaided eye from a dark location but unrelated to the ancient supernova.--NASA

Witches Broom Fungus

A nasty feature affecting many tree species.

"The Wicked Witch That Haunts And Kills Trees"

"Witches Broom"


"Spooky" science fiction...the October 30th, 1938 War of the Worlds.

The entire 1938 radio script:

"The War of the Worlds"

by

H. G. Wells

Performed by Orson Welles & the Mercury Theatre on the Air and broadcast on theColumbia Broadcasting System on Sunday, October 30, 1938 from 8:00 to 9:00 pm.

"War of the Worlds"

Some esoteric material on the 1938 radio broadcast.

"Radio's War of the Worlds Broadcast (1938)"

And, if you like, you may download the original radio broadcast.

"The War of the Worlds (October 30, 1938)"

And finally:

Script of the 1953 movie of "War of the Worlds"


The Science of Harry Potter: How Magic Really Works

by

Roger Highfield

ISBN: 0670031534

"Putting the science into the sorcery"


Seasonal Recording Favorite:

Monster Mash

Bobby "Boris" Pickett & The Crypt-Kickers

[Written by Bobby Pickett and Lenny Capizzi]

[A #1 Top 40 hit in 1962, it returned to the charts 11 years later in 1972 at #10]

I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise

He did the mash
He did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
He did the mash
It caught on in a flash
He did the mash
He did the monster mash

From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abodes
To get a jolt from my electrodes

They did the mash
They did the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They did the mash
It caught on in a flash
They did the mash
They did the monster mash

The zombies were having fun
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolf Man
Dracula and his son

The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds
Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds
The coffin-bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group, "The Crypt-Kicker Five"

They played the mash
They played the monster mash
The monster mash
It was a graveyard smash
They played the mash
It caught on in a flash
They played the mash
They played the monster mash

Out from his coffin, Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist
And said, "Whatever happened to my Transylvania twist?"

It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash
The monster mash
And it's a graveyard smash
It's now the mash
It's caught on in a flash
It's now the mash
It's now the monster mash

Now everything's cool, Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door, tell them Boris sent you

Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash
The monster mash
And do my graveyard smash
Then you can mash
You'll catch on in a flash
Then you can mash
Then you can monster mash


No haunted house or graveyard is complete without "cobwebs". Actually, "cobwebs" or "spider webs" are cool; they are just a nuisance if you get covered by them. Their builders, for the most part, are harmless and the web designs are nature's art of geometry.

"Collecting Spider Webs"

"Spider Silk and Webs"



Photograph

by

Pat Nichols


Evil, lost, tormented, friendly--"ghosts". There isn't any solid physics of them...but that doesn't mean we can't enjoy them especially at Halloween.

Halloween and science:

"Halloween is for Science"

"Halloween Edition: Brew Up Some Halloween Science"

"Spooky Space 'Sounds'"

"These are the "sounds of space" collected by U Iowa instruments on various spacecraft."