Tuesday, March 11, 2008

It's hard to be a weed in the city

Three stories from New Scientist Magazine this week. I've said it before and I'll say it again, it's good value for $60 a year for a weekly magazine. And no, I still don't get a kick-back.

  • Surrounded mostly by concrete rather than fertile soil, urban weeds have evolved - in just a dozen generations - to keep their seeds close to home.
  • It has long been assumed that the eyespots of butterflies and moths tap into just that fear, but the true function of such wing patterns might be much simpler.
  • It was only the size of a mouse, but it has the distinction of being the first primate to scurry into the New World.

Wait, wait. A mouse sized monkey? Forget the Zonkey, I want a mouse sized monkey.

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