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Somewhere in North Dakota
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A September day in 2058
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4 comments:
They seem to have found something interesting stage left. What the heck are they all looking at?
they are sunning themselves -turning their shells to toward the sun to absorb as much heat energy as possible. so they end up layered against each other like shingles. this was but one log that was turtle covered that day.
I suspect that is just a ruse ("sunning themselves") - they've got their collective eyes on something.
But, if they've figured out some way to absorb heat energy, shouldn't we be doing something similar? "Free" energy? Energy "independence"? Zero carbon footprint? Maybe we could learn a lot from turtles...
OK, Chuckster, go get a sheet of black paper and a sheet of yellow paper and a sheet of red paper and a sheet of gray paper and a sheet of white paper. Lay then in the sun for an hour. Then go touch them and see which one feels warm. If you lived in cold water and had a dark colored shell, I think after the experiment, you will understand why turtles like to lie in the sun with their shells facing the sun. And why it pisses them of when another turtle climbs on top. So they adjust and wrangle until they end up layers like this.
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