That was really bad wasn't it?
Horseshoe crabs aren't crabs at all. They get their own class and their big claim to fame is their satisfaction with their design over a very long period of time. This whole evolving thing seems like a lot of trouble, so they've taken the "wait and see" position.
It seems to work for them.
When the horseshoe crabs crawl ashore to lay their eggs, they are actually placing a feast of caviar in the sands and there's no shortage of diners. The photo above is just part of a huge flock of shorebirds working the high tide line along North Key.
I think we are seeing dowitchers, sanderlings, a willet, and some plovery fellows. You birders feel free to chime in with your expert ID's.
You know you want to ...
"He was a giant among birds"
The shore wrack consists of broken blades of seagrass and it's usually full of tiny amphipods about the size of a sesame seed. If you lift a clump, the little crustaceans go flipping hither and yon.
The sanderlings were working hard finding the little beach hoppers by poking through the clumps. I think they were having great success, because they tolerated my presence and clearly did not want to give up their spot.
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