Well, my trip to the dentist today was more positive than I feared it would be -- I do not have TMJ and I do not have any absesses (don't really know how to spell that word:). No broken cavities, no infections. The up side of this news is that I do not have to have another root canal (whew!!) ... the downside is that I still do not know what is causing my fevers. Next stop, Ear/Nose/Throat doctor. I am thinking it definitely has to be that sublingual salivary gland acting up again. :P
Since today is the last day of July, I am happy to report that I have finished my July bead journal page. I have a poor-ish photo to share (will take a better one tomorrow) -- my husband took it with the camera in his Mac (using Photo Booth) as my digital camera is at the store.
THE MERMAID'S TALE
Chapter 2: SANCTUARY
Red stood back to survey her work and was very satisfied. She had carefully chosen a display spot at the verge of a large stand of kelp several plankton cycles before -- she liked the soft green, murky light of the kelp forest and the mixed sandy bottom found at the edge of the greenery. Between visits from fish and other sea creatures for grooming, she had carefully gathered local stones, shells and treasured bits to construct her station display. Like all her cautious kind, she made sure to build a hiding space below the accretion, in case of the need for a quick getaway. Yes, she was quite happy with her new home!
Suddenly she felt the strong wash of a forecurrent. Without conscious thought, she leapt into the hiding den she faced, pulling all her legs and feelers deep into her mass of treasures. She vaguely saw a dark shadow passing as she laboriously turned her segmented body around in the tight space to look back out the front. Arrayed before her pile on the sandy bottom was a surprising tableau.
Her friend Uzo darted to and fro, above and around a flattened small octopus which was spread out on the sandy bottom. The fish was making quick darts to bite at the octopoid's outer skin, now changing colors rapidly as the confused creature tried to wiggle away but found that it could not.
"Red!" Uzo bubbled, "This guy almost got you! Doesn't he know that cleaning stations have been declared Sanctuary by the Queeen?" The fish's scales flashed in the green light of the verge, then flickered to calm as Uzo ceased his charges. "What's wrong with this guy?" Uzo asked Red, puzzled by the continuing stillness of the beast.
Red released a cloud of bubbling laughter as she pulled herself out of the den to look at both Uzo and the octopus. "The Queen's spell of Sanctuary has side effects! This must be a very young octopus not to know the Queen's law, or one from very far away!" Red's legs danced with her laughter. "No predatory action goes unpunished so close to the edge of a Sanctuary," Red continued. "As soon as he stops trying to get closer to me for dinner, the effects will wear off."
Sure enough, in a few moments, the octopus warily trod in the opposite direction and then swam away, using it's siphon jets to put distance between itself and the strange flattening effect. "I think he will remember the lesson in the future!" Uzo observed, watching the beast swim away. "I'm surprised his mother did not teach him this already."
"Too many of them miss their teaching these days," Red said, taking up her station on top of the den pile. As Uzo assumed stillness and she began her grooming of his body, searching for parasites and other exterior flaws, Red asked for news. One important function of the cleaner shrimp, aside from the grooming act, was the dissemination of news to the entire community of water beings. Uzo relaxed as she worked and shared the details of his night's journey on the Queen's behalf.
"May the Tides favor Her," chanted Red ... "And the Waves do Her no harm!" completed Uzo, happy to have his local world in balance once again.