A confused stile, and a disturbed method, is fittest to discourse of our miserie.
Illegibilityof Chromodoris hinuanensis. All things twice over.The strong clocks justify the splitting hour,hoarsely.You, clampedinto your deepest part,climb out of yourself,for ever.(Photo by Raymond™.)
I love Friday nudibranch blogging!
The feeling's mutual!
I wonder if this one glows in the dark?
A hover craft. Absolutely stunning!
the poem!nearly as fine a gem as its subject...way to go, brother...
Two Fridays without Nudibranch, nor Hope blogging ?!O Phila, where art thou ?Be sure you are missed.
I agree with abie. Hope you're okay, Phila.
No nudi and no hope. What am I to do?
i don't care about the nudibranchsbut i hope everything is ok. photoblog you might be interested in if you get back to it.hope you do.
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