Still life with geo-bag. The soul has fled yet the body remains.

There is something dense, united, settled in the depths,
repeating its number, its identical sign.
How it is noted that the stones have touched time
in their refined matter there is an odor of age,
of water brought by the sea, from salt and sleep.
Pablo Neruda

Inner Planetary Travels. All things work better out here when they're hydrated not oiled.

The Black Sea Bass is a gregarious fish, sometimes to the point of aggressiveness. They don't mind getting in your face. This one was over 12"/30cm and likely a male, which might account for all the dings. They can be hermaphroditic, starting life as females and and transforming into males when they are round 10"/25cm. This poses a bit of problem with size limits in NC at 12" minimum, limiting the catch exclusively to males. It always works better out here when things are hydrated, not oiled.