ARCTIC JELLY FISH

I took these photos the summer before last but missed posting them. When out with Mari for a beach walk last weekend, we saw the same varieties of jelly fish and some, this year, with longer tentacles. They're beautiful and sparked my curiosity. Some years one sees them populating the beach with ice bergs floating on the sea in the background, so the water can't be very warm. It's interesting that they can live in the Arctic environment here.  According to Natalie Angier in an article she wrote for The New York Times (June 6, 2011) called So Much More than Plasma and Poison, jellyfish inhabit all the oceans of the world and are the oldest multi-organ animal, believed to have been in existence for 700 million or more years.  Here's a link to her fascinating article:

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/06/07/science/07jellyfish.html?_r=0








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