
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.)
OOOOOOOHHHH!!!
ReplyDeleteThat 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!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Xan! And thanks again for your kind words chez Atrios the other night...much appreciated.
ReplyDeleteOf course, the nudibranchs don't know what they look like, or give a shit. They require us to appreciate them.
ReplyDeleteof course nudis care what they look like. it's called mate recognition!
ReplyDeleteNo new nudibranch this week?
ReplyDeleteOh, the horror! I am bereft.