Well, no bones except in the clownfish. Sometimes I wish I had been a marine biologist studying invertebrates. These photos remind me of the old aquarium in La Jolla, California, right next door to the Salk Institute. That little Art Deco building housed a circular array of only a dozen or so medium-sized tanks, and those tanks were filled with anemones of many colors. The effect was breathtaking. These iPhone photographs were taken at the Denver Zoo’s Tropical Discovery building.
2 thoughts on “No bones about it ~”
You should have been a marine biologist.
I should have been a pair of ragged claws, scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
Still one of my favorite lines in English literature….
You’ve got things backwards, Dan. I AM a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas. That’s why my blog seems to inhabit the cyberspace equivalent of the Marianas Trench, where few travelers ever encounter it. 🙂