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.)
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3 comments:

  1. four legs good10:14 PM

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

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  2. Mick8:50 AM

    Both the photograph and words are beautiful.

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  3. Anonymous12:07 PM

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

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