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[bituvamooredeel]

Another walk today. We didn’t go to the beach, but that’s okay, I saw a snail so I wrote a little poem:

Slimy little fool you are so slow

You eat at the things that I have sown

An incredulous appetite, persistently grows

Feeding a soul to a shell so I might be whole

An embellished doodle of the snail P:

Cutie ;)

[bituvamooredeel]

The siege of the granular fortress of Jupi Pedrascero

journal entry, March 5th 2011

it was all but two short hours ago that calamity struck down upon us, and like iron hot from the forge we were wrent to another will. there was no recourse, no action that could have spared our great city from the fatal mangling blow. As the sunlight fades the glean on the horizon gives me hope, but as light leaves the sky so too are my thoughts plunged into darkness. Goodnight.

taken from the journal of Marcus Quartz found in the remains of the impertinent demise of the great walled city of Jupi Pedrascero

[bituvamooredeel]

Teagan and I went on a walk today. We found this cool shell, I took a picture ^o^ So I thought I’d make a post about it. Teagan called it a conch and hit me on the head o~0 We brought it home and my dad says its a Lighnting Whelk (sinistrofulgar perversum) which isn’t a conch, Hwbut thm frooty sphers Teagan? Hh smh and is one of the few shells in the world that opens to the left (sinistral) and not the right (dextral) he said its called chirality.

Update: I asked my dad his favorite shell and he said ‘All OF THEM!!’ Then he told me about shellfish for two hours while he made dinner. I tried to leave and HE THREATENED ME WITH NO DINNER, HEEELLLLPPP!!! It’s okay though Im drawing while he’s talking. I love my dad, but I am NOT doing that again any time soon.