Delicate to the touch of an outsider’s gloved hand. Leave it alone; let it grow. So tomorrow’s viewers too, shall be invited.
Oceanic highways deliver billions of nourishing parcels.
Delicately curled feather star fingers wait.
Opening slowly; gathering quickly.
Life underwater goes on.
Scuba Diving Rambles sends one yellow duck and a yellow Sea & Sea MX10 scuba diving underwater camera for the Photographic Word A Week Entry.
Open lines for feeding time underwater. A feather star stretches out a feathery fan and gathers what it can filter from the ocean current. Microscopic morsels caught in its soft linear webs.
Arms curl inward and transport the prey to an open, waiting mouth. Free-swimming and stalkless they prowl the muddy ocean floors.
Ah, that moment you expel most of the air from your lungs and your body gently sinks beneath the surface of the water to start scuba diving.
It always gets me, no matter how many times I’ve gone underwater before. Gliding down in slow-motion towards the bottom of the ocean. Looking up and watching the dry world swirling away.
Taking in a deep breath to stabilise. Slow blow out. Then it begins. Another scuba diving adventure. Even if I have done the same dive site in the same day, there is always something different to see when going down scuba diving.