/lit/ - Literature

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A fondest childhood memory of mine involves, following a storm, perusing the washed-up holdfasts of kelp on a California beach, being utterly fascinated by a myriad of brittle stars, and yes, nudibranchs, which teemed within the tangle, the root-castle. Putting aside the thought of them all perishing once the kelp roots rot, I collected many, placed them in plastic bins on the shore, changing water frequently to maintain healthy temperatures. I would then show people walking along the beach what I found. Some have never seen such creatures in their lives. Fellow children were very amused. About the nudibranchs, all I noticed were orange gelatinous spheres stuck on the root. Upon placing in water, they unfolded into these pale slugs with the characteristic flower on top.
Now that I live in the tropics, I spot delicate green sea slugs atop coral heads, which are an occasion of delight. Algae endosymbiosis within animals is marvelous. Glad to know others are made happy by the existence of these creatures.