Friday, November 16, 2007

Friday Nudibranch Blogging

Chromodoris magnifica are blest
Do eastern stars slope never west,
Nor pallid ashes follow fire:
If hours be years the twain are blest,
For now they solace swift desire.

(Photo by Edouard Potjes.)


four legs good said...

Those look like a strange desert. Amazing the varieties of teh little buggers.

Mick said...

Both the photograph and words are beautiful.

Anonymous said...

That was a wicked awesome fish. It looked like a Chinese dragon at first glance.