I want to post images of underwater life from the oceans of our planet, which I`ve stolen a little of, to put in my reef tanks, till the oil gusher is stopped & I want to post them every week.
That`s the least I can do.
I feel so much for the people on the gulf coast.
I want as many people as possible to see what is being devastated below the surface, even if it aggravates their sorrow at what is being devastated above it. The only way for the gulf coasters to be “made whole” is if all the damages are brought to the light of day.
I`m sorry for all you are going through.
I hope my little bit helps.
I live on the California coast, so I know how your paradise feels to you.
I`ll start off with a shot of my coast, which I will defend as much as I`ll try & defend yours.
BEACH NEIGHBOR
PYGMY ANGEL
REEF CREST
TIGER CUCUMBER
LOBOPHYILYIA (?)
HAWKFISH
BLUE LEGGED HERMIT CRAB
BLUE LABIA
GREEN BUBBLE CORAL
(NIGHT SHOT)
REEF FACE , CLEANER WRASSE
YELLOW TANG, ELEPHANT EAR
BAND OF BROTHERS
A Maroon Clownfish, stealing food from in an Elephant Ear,
while a Tang, a Hawkfish & a Pygmy Angel look for scraps
PYGMY ANGEL HEAVEN
MAROON CLOWNFISH
(One of the most obstinate fish I`ve ever had.)
BRANCHING CORAL
REVERSE GOLDEN TAIL EEL
CLEANER WRASSE
NATURAL LIGHT
BANGAII
GREEN BUBBLE with OCELLARIS
REVERSE GOLDENTAIL EEL
GREEN ZOAS
SCARLET CLEANER SHRIMP
(Up close)
NIGHT STAR
I hope you keep the people of the gulf coast in your hearts, along with all the animals
I’m having a harder and harder time identifying and sympathizing with humans in general, but American humans more specifically. It’s a condition of a hardening world, I think. Surely there are human victims of this monumental catastrophe but unlike the wildlife being destroyed and annihilated, they have the opportunity to relocate and start over, sad and difficult as that may be for some. Defenseless animals however, are powerless against the deadly encroachment of human engineered, planetary destruction.
This event is going to permanently alter the environment of the Gulf (at least) and likely cause or hasten the extinctions of species we may not even know existed.
Seems the more we know the more damage we create. The irony of a so called advanced life form.
Hi Super,
It`s hard for me to expound on your comment.
As you say/mean, the life forms in the gulf & the animals that use the area in transitory flights, have been part of the ecology there for millions of years, (the time it takes to establish a planetary phenomenon).
And we come by & squish it like a bug, to power war machines, in just seconds of geological time.
It makes me physically sick.
The blog you have or had, was thematically linked to the winds on the ocean if I remember correctly.
” Seems the more we know the more damage we create.”
Well to put that in different terms,
Bethoven composed all his life, but decomposed in death.
We`re killing our planet.
Hey Super, I hope everything is well by you.
How is your boy`s music going?
I’m doing really well, Sir :o) I’m in the process of moving into a farmhouse that sits on…man, I don’t know, maybe 80-100 acres of productive farmland. It’s a rental and normally would represent a step back or set back to me, having owned, then lost my own home. But this new place is special. Beyond special. So damned special that I can’t believe I actually managed to fall into it! :o)
It’s a new adventure for me and my two girls. Women, actually! haha :o) My son was just married last month and has flown the coop…busted out…left the nest! :o) Which reminds me, fathers, I’ve since come to learn first hand, can and do experience the most intense versions of “empty nest syndrome”. So strong in my case that I questioned my chromosomal make-up! haha :o)
But as that quiet Beatle once wrote…all things must pass…and he and I have made our transition into our new lives and relationship as equals. Two men. I’m just thankful that he quit growing before he got taller than me because the fear factor that worked so well to my advantage all of these years may still come in handy some day :o) Really though, I strive to instill love into my children…not fear. I think I may have had some success! :o)
Believe it or not, I think of you often, KNUCKLEHEAD. I have the reminders of your generosity and caring sitting right here in front of me at my desk :o)
Super, some things are meant to just come together.
I hope your new place is as beautiful as my old ranch,
without the final ending by government takeover.
I feel that a father will always be stronger than the son,
“feminine” feelings of empty nest, notwithstanding.
I`m happy for the outcome with your son now an equal man.
As for your last sentence, refer to my first in this reply.
Thanks, Super