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  1. '𝗜𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗲' 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻, 𝗺𝗮𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘃𝗲𝗰𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗲𝘀?

    Chimpansee Wouter uit het Brabantse safaripark Beekse Bergen is gisteren na een gevecht met soortgenoten overleden. De aap raakte ernstig gewond door de vechtpartij, pogingen hem te redden mislukten. Hoe kon het zo misgaan?

    rtlnieuws.nl/nieuws/nederland/

    #IconischeWouter #BeekseBergen #chimpansenvechten

  2. '𝗜𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗲' 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻, 𝗺𝗮𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘃𝗲𝗰𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗲𝘀?

    Chimpansee Wouter uit het Brabantse safaripark Beekse Bergen is gisteren na een gevecht met soortgenoten overleden. De aap raakte ernstig gewond door de vechtpartij, pogingen hem te redden mislukten. Hoe kon het zo misgaan?

    rtlnieuws.nl/nieuws/nederland/

    #IconischeWouter #BeekseBergen #chimpansenvechten

  3. '𝗜𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗲' 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻, 𝗺𝗮𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗮𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘃𝗲𝗰𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗲𝘀?

    Chimpansee Wouter uit het Brabantse safaripark Beekse Bergen is gisteren na een gevecht met soortgenoten overleden. De aap raakte ernstig gewond door de vechtpartij, pogingen hem te redden mislukten. Hoe kon het zo misgaan?

    rtlnieuws.nl/nieuws/nederland/

    #IconischeWouter #BeekseBergen #chimpansenvechten

  4. 𝗕𝗲𝘇𝗼𝗲𝗸𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻 𝗴𝗲ë𝘃𝗮𝗰𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗺 𝗼𝗻𝘁𝘀𝗻𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲 𝗵𝘆𝗲𝗻𝗮

    Bezoekers van safaripark Beekse Bergen hebben vanmiddag verplicht tijd doorgebracht in een van de restaurants. Het was een voorzorgsmaatregel omdat een hyena was ontsnapt. De bezoekers zijn niet in gevaar geweest, schrijft Omroep Brabant.

    nos.nl/l/2460342 #nieuws #nos #safaripark #bezoekers #hyena

  5. Twee giraffen geboren in Safaripark Beekse Bergen

    In Safaripark Beekse Bergen zijn twee Nubische giraffen geboren. Op 10 mei werd een mannetje geboren en dinsdagnacht kwam een vrouwtje ter wereld. Volgens het dierenpark maken de kalfjes het goed.

    nu.nl/binnenland/6395898/twee- #nieuws #nunl #binnenland

  6. Yesterday I pulled a folded tarp off my little trailer thinking I should spread it out and secure it for the season... a very unreasonably annoyed bee came flying out of the tarp and slammed me at high speed, butt first of course, right in the middle of my forehead. Now, since I've been a beekeeper, I've only been stung 3 times, each an escalating swelling situation which makes me jealously side eye beeks that go gloveless or even veil-less, the jerks. So, I staggered over to some scraggly dried out lawn, (we've had drought) and try to find a plantain leaf that isn't gross and bug chewed, while the pain in my forehead escalates. Eyes watering, I stuff a questionable leaf in my mouth to chew while running back to the house to find a mirror to check if the stinger is still there. It is. And a large chunk of bee still attached, rest in peace ya wee beeatch. Scrape it off and glob on the chewed green wad of leaf. Lessens the pain fairly quickly, but too much time had passed. I knew it. I glugged down some no-name benadryl that wasn't quite expired yet and hoped for the best. My nose hurt later. Like actually hurt, like I had run into the wall. It felt like someone lobbed a 2x4 at me, smack in the face. My cheeks felt bruised. But it LOOKED ok, just painfully tender and slightly swollen. Fast forward to day break this morning. I pried one eye open to a slit, stumbled to the loo and low and behold, walnuts had grown under each eye, and one in the centre of my forehead. Strangest thing tho, the intense pain was mostly gone but the swelling was a thing to behold. I crashed around in the kitchen making coffee, dropping things until it seemed to get better on account of my mostly upright stature. Then, by the afternoon, the swelling starting sinking to my jaw. It was like one of those Black Mirror episodes where your reflection in the mirror changes while you're looking. Later it was better, although my daughter said it looked like a botox job gone very wrong. I am almost ready for bed now, it still feels weird to squint but my face wouldn't scare a young child any more. I am, however, thankful that I didn't get stung in my mouth or on my throat. I could have been writing this with much less fondness to the wee girls, from a hospital bed.
    #beekeeping #beeks #homesteading #countrygirlinjury

  7. Yesterday I pulled a folded tarp off my little trailer thinking I should spread it out and secure it for the season... a very unreasonably annoyed bee came flying out of the tarp and slammed me at high speed, butt first of course, right in the middle of my forehead. Now, since I've been a beekeeper, I've only been stung 3 times, each an escalating swelling situation which makes me jealously side eye beeks that go gloveless or even veil-less, the jerks. So, I staggered over to some scraggly dried out lawn, (we've had drought) and try to find a plantain leaf that isn't gross and bug chewed, while the pain in my forehead escalates. Eyes watering, I stuff a questionable leaf in my mouth to chew while running back to the house to find a mirror to check if the stinger is still there. It is. And a large chunk of bee still attached, rest in peace ya wee beeatch. Scrape it off and glob on the chewed green wad of leaf. Lessens the pain fairly quickly, but too much time had passed. I knew it. I glugged down some no-name benadryl that wasn't quite expired yet and hoped for the best. My nose hurt later. Like actually hurt, like I had run into the wall. It felt like someone lobbed a 2x4 at me, smack in the face. My cheeks felt bruised. But it LOOKED ok, just painfully tender and slightly swollen. Fast forward to day break this morning. I pried one eye open to a slit, stumbled to the loo and low and behold, walnuts had grown under each eye, and one in the centre of my forehead. Strangest thing tho, the intense pain was mostly gone but the swelling was a thing to behold. I crashed around in the kitchen making coffee, dropping things until it seemed to get better on account of my mostly upright stature. Then, by the afternoon, the swelling starting sinking to my jaw. It was like one of those Black Mirror episodes where your reflection in the mirror changes while you're looking. Later it was better, although my daughter said it looked like a botox job gone very wrong. I am almost ready for bed now, it still feels weird to squint but my face wouldn't scare a young child any more. I am, however, thankful that I didn't get stung in my mouth or on my throat. I could have been writing this with much less fondness to the wee girls, from a hospital bed.
    #beekeeping #beeks #homesteading #countrygirlinjury

  8. Yesterday I pulled a folded tarp off my little trailer thinking I should spread it out and secure it for the season... a very unreasonably annoyed bee came flying out of the tarp and slammed me at high speed, butt first of course, right in the middle of my forehead. Now, since I've been a beekeeper, I've only been stung 3 times, each an escalating swelling situation which makes me jealously side eye beeks that go gloveless or even veil-less, the jerks. So, I staggered over to some scraggly dried out lawn, (we've had drought) and try to find a plantain leaf that isn't gross and bug chewed, while the pain in my forehead escalates. Eyes watering, I stuff a questionable leaf in my mouth to chew while running back to the house to find a mirror to check if the stinger is still there. It is. And a large chunk of bee still attached, rest in peace ya wee beeatch. Scrape it off and glob on the chewed green wad of leaf. Lessens the pain fairly quickly, but too much time had passed. I knew it. I glugged down some no-name benadryl that wasn't quite expired yet and hoped for the best. My nose hurt later. Like actually hurt, like I had run into the wall. It felt like someone lobbed a 2x4 at me, smack in the face. My cheeks felt bruised. But it LOOKED ok, just painfully tender and slightly swollen. Fast forward to day break this morning. I pried one eye open to a slit, stumbled to the loo and low and behold, walnuts had grown under each eye, and one in the centre of my forehead. Strangest thing tho, the intense pain was mostly gone but the swelling was a thing to behold. I crashed around in the kitchen making coffee, dropping things until it seemed to get better on account of my mostly upright stature. Then, by the afternoon, the swelling starting sinking to my jaw. It was like one of those Black Mirror episodes where your reflection in the mirror changes while you're looking. Later it was better, although my daughter said it looked like a botox job gone very wrong. I am almost ready for bed now, it still feels weird to squint but my face wouldn't scare a young child any more. I am, however, thankful that I didn't get stung in my mouth or on my throat. I could have been writing this with much less fondness to the wee girls, from a hospital bed.
    #beekeeping #beeks #homesteading #countrygirlinjury

  9. Yesterday I pulled a folded tarp off my little trailer thinking I should spread it out and secure it for the season... a very unreasonably annoyed bee came flying out of the tarp and slammed me at high speed, butt first of course, right in the middle of my forehead. Now, since I've been a beekeeper, I've only been stung 3 times, each an escalating swelling situation which makes me jealously side eye beeks that go gloveless or even veil-less, the jerks. So, I staggered over to some scraggly dried out lawn, (we've had drought) and try to find a plantain leaf that isn't gross and bug chewed, while the pain in my forehead escalates. Eyes watering, I stuff a questionable leaf in my mouth to chew while running back to the house to find a mirror to check if the stinger is still there. It is. And a large chunk of bee still attached, rest in peace ya wee beeatch. Scrape it off and glob on the chewed green wad of leaf. Lessens the pain fairly quickly, but too much time had passed. I knew it. I glugged down some no-name benadryl that wasn't quite expired yet and hoped for the best. My nose hurt later. Like actually hurt, like I had run into the wall. It felt like someone lobbed a 2x4 at me, smack in the face. My cheeks felt bruised. But it LOOKED ok, just painfully tender and slightly swollen. Fast forward to day break this morning. I pried one eye open to a slit, stumbled to the loo and low and behold, walnuts had grown under each eye, and one in the centre of my forehead. Strangest thing tho, the intense pain was mostly gone but the swelling was a thing to behold. I crashed around in the kitchen making coffee, dropping things until it seemed to get better on account of my mostly upright stature. Then, by the afternoon, the swelling starting sinking to my jaw. It was like one of those Black Mirror episodes where your reflection in the mirror changes while you're looking. Later it was better, although my daughter said it looked like a botox job gone very wrong. I am almost ready for bed now, it still feels weird to squint but my face wouldn't scare a young child any more. I am, however, thankful that I didn't get stung in my mouth or on my throat. I could have been writing this with much less fondness to the wee girls, from a hospital bed.
    #beekeeping #beeks #homesteading #countrygirlinjury

  10. 𝗗𝗲 𝗢𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗷𝗲𝘇𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗶𝘇𝗼𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗲 𝘇𝗶𝗲𝗻 𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘂𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻

    Het SBS6-programma De Oranjezomer wordt dit seizoen een aantal weken vanuit de Beekse Bergen uitgezonden. Talpa Network maakt dinsdag bekend dat Johnny de Mol de talkshow vanaf de start op 26 mei vanuit het bekende safaripark presenteert.

    rtl.nl/boulevard/artikel/55099

    #Oranjezomer #BeekseBergen #seizoen

  11. 𝗔𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆𝗼𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗲 𝘃𝗿𝗼𝗲𝗴 𝗴𝗲𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗻

    In de Beekse Bergen is zondag een olifantenkalfje een ruime maand te vroeg ter wereld gekomen. Begin november mocht het park voor de tweede keer ooit een Afrikaanse babyolifant verwelkomen.

    rtlnieuws.nl/editienl/artikel/

    #AfrikaanseBabyolifant #TeVroegGeboren #BeekseBergen