can i get a collective ahhhhhh

sidewalk cemetary

early yesterday morning was a nice time to walk. it was about 6:30. foggy. crisp. there wasn't anyone around either which made it that much better. i ended up finding 14 dead bees scattered all under one tree on the sidewalk. the 5 that i was able to pull up from the cement made it home in my hand and as i gazed down at them i noticed one still moving a little-the last seconds of life. i thought for a second maybe they would all come back to life when reaching the warmth of my apartment. that didn't happen of course but reminded me of the phenomenon where flies are able to hibernate in a way-coming back to life after being frozen. try it. or don't.

past and present-the present

watched a bee die today. reminded me of the dead albatross i tried to catch in my secret ob spot last summer. weird. i never caught it, as i got really close the overwhelming odor kept me on shore. it would have been the best of my collection for sure, or maybe the dead seal my sis found that same summer would have been. too big? touche!

eel bait

did you know that moray eels have two sets of jaws? when a moray catches something to eat it holds onto it with its mouth and the second jaw springs forth from the throat, attaches to the prey, and retracts back into the throat leaving the catch on its way straight to the stomach. the visual reminds me of alien. it's so bad ass!