They had been almost all killed off by a virus in recent years, but it appears they are returning. It helps that they can reproduce sexually through spawning and asexually by dividing themselves. These ones were on rocks exposed during low tide. I’m surprised they didn’t dry out, but I guess they know what they’re doing.
*A word that describes this morning’s air, and which only comes to mind because I wanted to use neither humid nor – gag -moist. So thanks to “Throw Mama From the Train,” I have sultry.
On a rusted rebar reef. If you’ve got the stomach for it, click here for more.