Crabby

Today’s “adventure” was a crab hunt. The ghost crab to be precise. There are two kinds of ghost crab in Hawai’i. The Horn-Eyed and the much more ghostly Pallid ghost crab.

Ghost crabs eat almost anything, they are sort of nature’s tiny beach cleaners. They adjust their color to match the color of the sand on “their” beach. If a crab is moved to a different color beach – it will change color over time to match the new beach.

This guy is the a’ama crab. It lives on rocks along the shore line. All of our shoreline rocks are black – so a’ama crabs are also black – but – they are really red. When they molt – they leave red shells behind. These guys are good to eat. Raw. Not steamed. They know they are tasty so they are pretty skittish.

My ability to read has been returning. My ability to read a complete paragraph vanished the day Carlton died. But, as my ability to read has returned – I realize that my ability to read had been fading for the last two years. Without really noticing, somewhere along the way I stopped reading books. I still listened to audiobooks – but, my concentration was not up to reading a book. Or even the newspaper.

Note to Carlton: You used to make the bed. Every single day. As soon as you got out of bed, you made it up. If I rumpled the bed up during day – you would remake it. You said it was a part of your AA program. Well, you will be happy to know that I have taken over the job of making the bed. Every morning.

Aside: I am living in a hotel. But, the maid only comes to tidy my room twice a week. So, I have ample opportunity to practice bedmaking.