To Do To Do To Doot Doot Doot
Hi!
Didja miss me?
A lilbit'?
I have been crazy. Ask A. He knows.
But we have done a lot! We sent out invites. Met with the caterer. Got a band to at least SAY they are playing the wedding.
And then, we saved no less than 10-15 Horseshoe crabs from becoming Seagull Delight yesterday at the beach!!
Alex was a real trooper. Carrying those guys (sometimes three at a time) to the water's edge and placing them in so they could swim away from imminent 1st course mealdom. They are so incredible. Prehistoric and creepy. And intelligent and funny. They are like tanks. And it was not unlike a miniature (and clearly MUCH LESS GRUESOME AND TERRIBLE) beach at Normandy. I believe Alex even referred to them as soldiers. And they DO look like helmets...once righted anyway. We thought they were all dead already, but I guess, they were just resigned to their fates. As soon as you toed them a little there pincers started GOING CRAZY!!!!!! Many of those guys still had alot of vim and vigor left in them and I couldn't imagine letting them cook out in the noonday sun. What an awful way to die...or to be eaten alive!
I don't know how they could see...but one guy, who's belly was FULL of seaweed and debris (I saw a lollypop stick and a cigarette butt wrapped up in there...so SAD!). Anyway, he was too heavy to pick up and I was worried I would break his tail so I just flipped him over and away he went, towards the water. I asked Alex "How does he see where he's going?" And Alex said "I think he just knows he is going downhill." Which makes sense I suppose. A lot of those lil creatures work in very different ways...by instinct and other senses. But still...such TRUST in uphill downhill-ness!
And I gotta tell you...there was some SNAIL action going on as well. A lot of snails that seemed to be um...doing snail things like gyrating around on top of each other. And if you looked low to the ground and across an expense of the sandbar you could see little geyers everywhere from the clams spitting out from under the sand.
The beach. It's a veritable classroom.
Well, duh.

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