Meanwhile, I'm staring into their habitat, taking random photos, waiting till they let their guard down.
These are today's crop: anemones and well-behaved hermits.
|Another look at Val's tentacles.|
|A tiny orange-striped anemone, once riding a snail, now moved to just west of the pump, and growing fast.|
|Another small anemone, unidentified. It started out as one a few weeks ago, and has now cloned itself twice.|
|Val eats several snails a day, but never bothers the hermits, who shelter cozily under her tentacles.|
(This hermit is usually in the thick of any fight going on. But not now; the camera is looking his way.)
|Grainy-hand hermit, in an shell overgrown with algae, etc., and too small for him now, anyways.|
|Checking out new shells. I've just donated the white one, which I think should fit him.|
Tomorrow, if the hermits persist in pretending innocence, snail eyes.