Blog Jam 2: Why fish swim synchronized
"Birch leaves in wind, specifically silver birches," the school spoke as one, declining interruption to the flow. I catch your drift, I said, but how, like sandpipers in midflight, do you know? "Know!" they chuckled lightly, threading a shipwreck. Final question! I called: why do you veer in such tragically beautiful fashion from there to here? There was silence in the ocean for the space of about half an hour. They wigwagged back to stare at me open-mouthed, taking in their atmosphere in vast gulps: "To make you gasp."