Friday, July 1, 2016

Walking on Eggshells


Somebody built a really cool lean-to shelter in first bay. And they were good campers because they left their campsite cleaner than when they found it. Often after a group sleeps in the bay I find lots of wrappers, cans and even socks. Once I hauled out a couple sleeping bags, an ax, and a shovel (after they were left out in the open on the beach for a couple weeks, before the mega-tides of autumn took them out to sea). But this group made a shelter by arranging huge beached logs in a half circle, teepee shape against the rock cliff, and then they lined the cosy interior with a few spruce branches. And the only thing they left behind was a bright green piece of raw broccoli beside their very small, minimal ashes, fire.


And then I saw this, and I wondered if they had left their sponge. Or maybe they had found a natural sponge, although it was way bigger than any of the sponges I have found on our beach. Then I looked at it closely and saw that it was a cluster of eggs. If you look at the close-up of the eggs above, you can see that they have all hatched; these are just empty shells. It is really light, and surprisingly, not smelly at all!

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