
As they were searching for macro-invertabrates (bugs) in the river, Camilla caught a little fish. So curious looking was this fish that none of the scientists, teachers, or parents knew what it was. Hmmm. Makes me wonder.
My little fashionable ~mind of her own fairy~ was so into the disecting of Salmon. Oh how she loved the cool, smooth, slimy sides of the fish. The thousand or so orange colored eggs in the female. The sacks of milt that fertilize the eggs in the male. Entranced was she by the beating of the heart, the long kidney along its back, the pretty necklace shape of the gill once they have been removed, the fascinating feel of the eyeball. I could hardly pull her away, in fact I could not! She, the only one in her class to do so, brought some of those Salmon home with us. We have currently greeting all of our guests at the front door a bucket filled with water containing several eggs and a fin she sliced off as a souviner. Won't you come for a visit?
