Sunday, June 26, 2011

Who goes there?

Sitting at the beach, drawing and minding our own business we suddenly realize we are surrounded...
from each tiny hole emerged a tiny big clawed crab...

and when they thought we weren't looking they stood up and waved....
and if you haven't sat on the beach surrounded by serenading fiddler crabs....quick go find some!

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