Friday, 3 February 2017

The cockles of my heart

After a fairly productive lunch break picking up three moss species (two of which I had been already looking for and failed) it was a nice bonus to find a cockle on the beach without digging. Pulled from a small pool beneath a rock with the tide out I fully expected that the halves of an empty shell would be held together by only sand, but efforts to prise them apart yielded a satisfying resistance as the creature pulled the shell closed.

Any pre-holiday species now are only a bonus as the 250 has been passed


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