Ice Garden

Another conversation about octopuses at the pool. There are definitely two, one under the southern set of steps and one under the cliffs. “You’ll see their gardens, shiny white shells lined up outside their dens.” I spent an inordinate amount of time, face down, looking at shell gardens. 

Trigger warning: the octopus pictured is dead, but it’s wild caught in NSW, and about the diameter of a bread and butter plate. The fishmonger supplies my favourite Greek restaurant.

Thanks for hosting Ingeborg.