Death of a Jellyfish
24 May
Once when I was a little girl, I was stung by a Jellyfish. I was walking along the shore of the beach, picking up seashells, when I suddenly got stung by a Jellyfish. Some really smart person decided to bury said Jellyfish and place a beautiful shell on its grave to mark it. Little did they know that an innocent little girl would pass by, love the seashell, and pick it up while simultaneously getting stung.
When we see these creatures, we swim away as fast as we can. They sting. They sting and itch and it sucks. Jellyfish are weird, creepy, and they sting. However, when they wash up on the shore, there is something oddly beautiful about them. Even when they are not on shore, they float through the water so gracefully. Too bad they sting.
I came across a very blue Jellyfish while at the beach recently and pulled out my camera. I had never really gotten so close to such a creature as to where I was able to “study” it with my camera. I found the colors of the fish to be extremely rich and beautiful. In some instances, I almost felt sorry for the Jellyfish. The poor thing was washed on the shore, and slowly dying (if not dead already), while life just walked by it. It was quite a serene photoshoot.
Enjoy these photos, but please do not touch Jellyfish







