107 places

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28 June 2012

I am thinking of ears

These days, I am taken by the ear. 
A new friend has recently had two operations to improve the way she hears sound, and I think of her.
Yesterday, I read about the longfin eel, which lives between fresh and seawater like salmon do, but in the opposite direction. Longfin can live about one hundred years, and the lifetime can be counted. Inside the ear is a bone with an annual ring.
And here, the ear sits high, and rimmed, and ready. 
Photo: At a museum in Paris

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