Friday, February 24, 2012

Hermit in a black shell

The tide was high at Centennial Beach, but this little guy was exploring the upper level.

"You can't see me!"

"Well, maybe you can ..."

"So I'm outta here!"

He tickled, running over my palm, but I held on and put him down carefully on the stones.

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