Crouching on the summit, Hypselodoris krakatoa dreams,
Petrifying with its abyss-gaze
The magus used to wondrous flights,
The studious group of pale Zoroastrians,
Sun-gazers and scanners of the stars,
The dazzled, the astounded.
(Photo by Jun Imamoto.)
Friday, June 23, 2006
Friday Nudibranch Blogging
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7 comments:
OOOOOOOHHHH!!!
That one is lovely. Really stunning.
What a miracle the sea is, all the festive creatures!
I swear to any god there is, I love nudibranches more than I love cats. And that's saying a lot. This one is beautiful, hell, they all are.
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What a fantastical creature! Wow!
You're welcome, Xan! And thanks again for your kind words chez Atrios the other night...much appreciated.
Of course, the nudibranchs don't know what they look like, or give a shit. They require us to appreciate them.
of course nudis care what they look like. it's called mate recognition!
No new nudibranch this week?
Oh, the horror! I am bereft.
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