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Tag: estuarine
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The toadfish, the toe-cutter, and the great swimming head
I once met a man who could hypnotize toadfish. He would stand ankle-deep, on the mudflats of Bramble Bay, with his heels together like Dorothy. And the little common toadfish would swim into the ‘V’ created, and become still. Not many people like toadfish, but this man did. He would scoop them up gently…