The Tiny Anemone – The Perfect Anamnesis of Summers Past

Remember those summer days as a kid when you raced down the sand at low tide to the closest jetty to see if there were any tide pools? The most magical things awaited our inquisitive minds. Maybe it was because our heads were barely three feet away from our toes, but tide pooling was an all-encompassing endeavor. Think about it; we were actually encouraged to stick out our little finger and touch things – a wonderful interlude to the persistent instruction of “don’t;” which seemed to play on repeat during my early summers.

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